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[pepsifree]

[ There're brief tapping sounds, like someone doing a mic test, and a quiet "is this thing even on?". But then a clear of the throat precedes an ever-awkward: ] Uh... hello. This is Marty. Um...

So I talked. Talked? Shared my brain with? The giant snake guy. Kharil-asuk. Kinda funny, I could never remember his name, but then we had that whole mental connection and now it's all I can think about the past couple of hours. Is that normal?

...anyway.

He wants to get married.

[ A long pause. ]

Uh. He gave me a huge bowl of his... juice... in exchange for me just kinda. Kinda asking around for. If anyone wants to marry him. So now I'm asking you guys if you'd know anyone who'd marry him. For what it's worth, he blesses you with luck and a long life and all that? It sounded like a pretty great deal! Heh.

What's so great about marriage that a magic snake wants it too? Crazy!

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[pepsifree]

Man, it ain't like I'm gonna marry him! I mean, I'm like the last person-- [ A scoff. ] I'm no bride offering material. And my girlfriend'd kill me if she found out I left her for a snake.

He just asked me to wingman, you know? Find someone cute-- uh, actually, I think his words were "pure of heart". Or something.

Wait... [ Benedict's words suddenly process in his head, and Marty says a very soft: ] "Hard to get rid of"? You don't think he's still in my brain, do you?

[companionsgrasp]

Oh?

[Who knew one word could sound so amused. It quickly turns around, tone going equal parts curious and thoughtful in the next bit.]

Hmm. Pure of heart, huh?

That's a good question. What do you think? You'd know better than I--does it feel like there's still something lingering?