Dave is trying really, really hard to compose himself.
It's not working.
He points toward Horvath accusingly, Merlin's ring in full view on his right hand. "What's he doing here? Why is here even here?! And what do you mean, can I help you? I—" He clutches his head, suddenly sure his brain is falling apart.
Please hold, Dave needs to shut his eyes and count to ten.
When he opens them again, he's still staring at Horvath and Balthazar, and he suddenly feels a little nauseous.
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Date: 2012-01-12 07:35 pm (UTC)It's not working.
He points toward Horvath accusingly, Merlin's ring in full view on his right hand. "What's he doing here? Why is here even here?! And what do you mean, can I help you? I—" He clutches his head, suddenly sure his brain is falling apart.
Please hold, Dave needs to shut his eyes and count to ten.
When he opens them again, he's still staring at Horvath and Balthazar, and he suddenly feels a little nauseous.
"Oh man oh man oh man..."