"Yup," Artolo interrupts, shoulders easing up a little as he sees Aramat. Whatever the hell is going on with his promotions, he's stubbornly determined not to let it interfere with his band life. He's still CoT's drummer, whatever nonsense is going on. "Have chores you need done? I promise I'll keep the shit from your underwear or whatever."
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"Yup," Artolo interrupts, shoulders easing up a little as he sees Aramat. Whatever the hell is going on with his promotions, he's stubbornly determined not to let it interfere with his band life. He's still CoT's drummer, whatever nonsense is going on. "Have chores you need done? I promise I'll keep the shit from your underwear or whatever."