"Yeah, I think there's gotta be some kind of motherfuckin' spell for that shit, but I ain't got my knowing much of wizard bands," Gamzee admits, then glances over as 2D arrives, automatically holding out another beer to him.
"What d'you take, bro?" he asks, as if this isn't an insanely rude question.
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"What d'you take, bro?" he asks, as if this isn't an insanely rude question.