[ he backs up a few steps, watching the display with a look that's torn between horror, amusement, and hopeless endearment. he glances at billy, back to the boy halfway out the window trying to defend his honor. ]
Y'know... it's really not fair that we both kicked the bucket when that's his battle plan.
[ but no horde of bats come swooping down. or, well, a singular bat swoops. tiny and chittery and annoyed at whatever the hell this display is, but it flaps off into the night. ]
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Y'know... it's really not fair that we both kicked the bucket when that's his battle plan.
[ but no horde of bats come swooping down. or, well, a singular bat swoops. tiny and chittery and annoyed at whatever the hell this display is, but it flaps off into the night. ]