“It’s one of the… mechanical bendy mattresses.”
“Adjustable?”
“YES.”
“I was thinking not reclinable… declinable…? No…”
“A rather lithe tiefling covered in blood-red skin – “
“His or someone else’s?”
“I do have swimming actually written on my character.”
“But does it have a number next to it?”
“It does not.”
“Four hours of glowing.”
“Could be four days.”
“Weeks.”
“Wear the leather…”
“There’s a door. I’d like to go through the door before you bash on my fashion choices.”
“Are we talking ‘I ate too much’ groaning or ‘brains’ groaning?”
“Or both?”
“I’m an elf. It’s fine. This is handwave territory for an elf.”
“I’m not sure it is.”
“I just love that there’s a duality of whether you printed it wrong or whether it was a mistake to give him a copy.”
“If it was me, I’d put it on the trap trigger, so you get a little tingle when someone gets crushed by a rock.”