[ Noiz doesn't care for the smell of smoke, but as usual he'll put his personal priorities over other, smaller issues. He gets to his feet and steps around his side. He takes both front tails of his shirt and tugs. ]
Maybe.
[ They're about the same height. Noiz stares straight into his face, green eyes gleaming as he steps a little closer. ]
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Maybe.
[ They're about the same height. Noiz stares straight into his face, green eyes gleaming as he steps a little closer. ]