Tries his own, markedly less elegant. There's some good air on it, at least. He stumbles, braces the wrong hand on shelf and comes away with cobwebbed cast; and the edge of a smothered wince.
"Could leave it like this," But he's already swinging the broom around. "Already got paint."
Ahead, a mural sprawls: Some massive white dog baying at treeline.
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Tries his own, markedly less elegant. There's some good air on it, at least. He stumbles, braces the wrong hand on shelf and comes away with cobwebbed cast; and the edge of a smothered wince.
"Could leave it like this," But he's already swinging the broom around. "Already got paint."
Ahead, a mural sprawls: Some massive white dog baying at treeline.
"Where'd you go, if y'had to pick somewhere?"