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[dirtdevil]

[ ah shit, here we go again ]

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[dirtdevil]

A little oddly-trusting, maybe. Not that I can complain.

[ honestly, if someone's a little odd in these circumstances, it's probably him. he knows this. ]

[stopfen]

It's more than a little trusting... I'm not sure if that says something about us.

[Or rather the place they came from, given the horror most people reacted with when she spoke of home.] I should wash Tater before the mud dries and he can't move.

[dirtdevil]

Oh, it definitely says something about us.

[ ...wait. ]

"Tater?" That's his name?

[stopfen]

Yes. He was given to me by a place called Tater tots.

[And he looked like a potato.]

[dirtdevil]

What the fuck is a tater tot?

[stopfen]

A potato biscuit...I think.

[dirtdevil]

Huh.

[ intriguing. ]

Well, whatever. Go wash your potato-dog.