[Yan Qing gestures to himself. Believe it, Sieg. Anyway, he's a freak. He's got a ghost in him or something.
He pokes Siegfried square in the chest, brows furrowing in concern.]
You oughta be careful out here. You don't know what kinda alien bullshit this place's got at night. C'mon, let's lose the glasses— [A tattooed hand reaches out to grab them off Siegfried's face.]
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[Yan Qing gestures to himself. Believe it, Sieg. Anyway, he's a freak. He's got a ghost in him or something.
He pokes Siegfried square in the chest, brows furrowing in concern.]
You oughta be careful out here. You don't know what kinda alien bullshit this place's got at night. C'mon, let's lose the glasses— [A tattooed hand reaches out to grab them off Siegfried's face.]