[Bel is left breathing hard, staring up at the ropes of goo drizzling down, themself and Miles in turn, not quite able to fully comprehend that they DID that.
THEY did that. They did THAT. There was a lot of places to put emphasis and none of them quite summed it all up.
As Miles has his fit of hysterical relief, a similar laugh, almost aborted in a snort, bubbles up in them. Attempting solemnity, Bel scoops up a handful of the goo that Miles' inglorious flop had splattered over them, and just.
Flings it back.]
You crazy sonsabitch. [And starts laughing in all honesty.]
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THEY did that. They did THAT. There was a lot of places to put emphasis and none of them quite summed it all up.
As Miles has his fit of hysterical relief, a similar laugh, almost aborted in a snort, bubbles up in them. Attempting solemnity, Bel scoops up a handful of the goo that Miles' inglorious flop had splattered over them, and just.
Flings it back.]
You crazy sonsabitch. [And starts laughing in all honesty.]