[Brook's breath rattled through his rib cage at an irregular clip as he looked back upon the maze.]
...Although I don't have any lungs! Yohohoho!
[Then he gave a slight start.]
Oh! I should have a drink to calm my nerves.
[Brook lifted his teacup towards his skull with shaking hand, but at this point so much had been spilled that it was some small miracle that there was any left to be wasted at all. Some still spilled to the floor anyway, though, as his arm jittered. How was he even going to drink this? Maybe they were going to need a mop on Aisle 5.]
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[Brook's breath rattled through his rib cage at an irregular clip as he looked back upon the maze.]
...Although I don't have any lungs! Yohohoho!
[Then he gave a slight start.]
Oh! I should have a drink to calm my nerves.
[Brook lifted his teacup towards his skull with shaking hand, but at this point so much had been spilled that it was some small miracle that there was any left to be wasted at all. Some still spilled to the floor anyway, though, as his arm jittered. How was he even going to drink this? Maybe they were going to need a mop on Aisle 5.]