[Fifty feet, good gracious. He makes a face, like actually, riding a toad right now would make him throw up all that therapeutic vodka even faster than he undoubtedly will in the morning. No, a nice cart that stays on the ground is best... a nice boat on a very calm sea... yes.]
It's a house, actually. I could show it to you on my mirror. [The magic one, so maybe don't think too hard about that right now. Governors don't get castles; it's a big house? That counts? Doesn't matter. Constantin smooths a thumb over his cheek before dropping his hand to find Daniil's and hold it secure against his chest. Yes, stay, and stick pins and needles in whatever that "specimen" is later. Contractions...?
He is too full of liquor to understand medical mysteries, for sure, but that won't stop him from asking:]
What sort of specimen?
[Like... a rat or something... surely a Whole Thing...]
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It's a house, actually. I could show it to you on my mirror. [The magic one, so maybe don't think too hard about that right now. Governors don't get castles; it's a big house? That counts? Doesn't matter. Constantin smooths a thumb over his cheek before dropping his hand to find Daniil's and hold it secure against his chest. Yes, stay, and stick pins and needles in whatever that "specimen" is later. Contractions...?
He is too full of liquor to understand medical mysteries, for sure, but that won't stop him from asking:]
What sort of specimen?
[Like... a rat or something... surely a Whole Thing...]