[Dylan has gone there first, so Gaheris follows merrily after.] It's not often enough that I get to hear that. [Though despite the joke, he knows he's not especially quick with these and just sort of circles Dylan. Closer up, while he still has the whites of his eyes, the irises now have an iridescent, reflective quality.
He holds up webbed fingers for the ball to be thrown to him at short range.]
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He holds up webbed fingers for the ball to be thrown to him at short range.]