Natani: Alright, here we are. Uh… sorry about smacking your head on that door frame earlier.
Keith: Yeah, thanks. I… think I can take it from here.
Natani: Hey, I wasn’t exaggerating when I said it was killing you. Just let me take care of it. You’ll need help getting that fancy armor off, anyway.
Natani: There. You’re gunna feel like crap for a while, but you’ll be okay.
Natani: Sleep. Tomorrow will be better.
Keith: Natani… you do realize Basitins consider ear-rubbing to be… an intimate gesture?
Natani: Oh… Do… do you want me to stop?
Keith: SIGH…
Keith: No.
Narration: End.
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