[...why is he doing this? He has no idea. But right now, he's impatient and just wants to eat that pudding he swiped from Etna earlier. So, he'll just slam his hands down on a coffee table (conjured from out of nowhere, thank you dream logic).]
Sit. Down.
[He doesn't really say these two words more than he snarls them out. The sooner he's done with this dream, the sooner he can eat pudding.]
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Sit. Down.
[He doesn't really say these two words more than he snarls them out. The sooner he's done with this dream, the sooner he can eat pudding.]