[ Oh god, oh god, oh god, she's going to... to... take a... trophy? Better than murdering him, Bruno figures, but still not ideal. He puts his hands up and over his face, cowering behind them for a lack of any other option while pinned down like this. ]
The hair, the hair, take the hair!
[ As if his input was going to matter. He hoped, though, considering the other options were, uh, bad, really bad. ]
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The hair, the hair, take the hair!
[ As if his input was going to matter. He hoped, though, considering the other options were, uh, bad, really bad. ]