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The snake wraps the whiskey around her tail, sloshing it. “At least I’m a talking snake and not a shark that has legs…”

Cynthia gulps the whiskey.

“…not bad.”

She then glances at Jeff’s teammates. “And you two are… large. Large liquid. Okay.”

"Large? This is cutting edge armor." Theo mutters something under his breath that wouldn't be repeatable in a polite setting.

“Yeah. Same thing. Large.” The snake sighs, taking a look around. “…other than the talking shark, this is less crazier than I expected.”

“…the armour looks a bit tacky…” She mutters to herself.

"I will turn you into a wallet....."

"No you won't, Andrew. Cobra, stop picking fights" he said not bothering to look up from the coloring pages he was sharing with his daughter

He sighed "I miss Azumi"

“I’ll turn you into scrap metal,” The snake snaps back. She rests her head on the counter of the bar, watching the rest.

“…father-daughter time. How sweet.”

…was she being genuine or sarcastic-

"Cutting edge...? If you say so." Of course Mikazuki had something to say about that, but hey, it was probably funny.

cute

"Drael, can you kick Grumpy the Nope Rope out?"

The joke actually made Drael crack a smile

The snake scoffed, amused. “As if I’d listen to scrap metal.”

The snake slithered onto the counter and proceeded to “loaf” on it—by coiling herself.

"Don't call my friend scrap metal, you angsty pipe-cleaner."

“You’re literally scrap metal.”