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Crap. Always forgetting that he still technically has a soul.
Cloud stops in his less than valiant attempt to make fast tracks, casting an incredibly flat look over at Toby. Raccoons. Really. ]
...Fine. You can follow me as far as Seventh Heaven, but after that, you really are on your own.
[ And then he starts walking again, shaking him off so nonchalantly — BETTER KEEP UP IF YOU DON'T WANT THOSE RABIES. ]