[ Is that what that is? Why isn't it just called "bowl of dried flowers" ? That's what it is. Why does there have to be weird names for everything? Ed still doesn't know what the hell a a "tureen" is. ]
Oh, that stuff. Pft, no, I didn't eat that.
[ Ed scoffs, looking a little insulted. Why would he eat it? He definitely brought it up to his nose and had a deep sniff, though. Nice-smelling stuff. He also maybe shoved some of it down his pants once or twice. A man likes his nethers to smell nice sometimes, don't @ him.
He looks at Stede's hand on his arm, surprised for a moment by the gesture, before covering it with his own. Not that he's scared or anything, but he's vomiting up roses. It's a little fucking unsettling. He looks down at the petals in his hand. It is what it is then. This is the second time he's coughed one up now. If it's a hex, whatever Mr. Buttons did didn't fix it. And if it's not a hex... Ed's voice goes quiet. ]
Whatever this is, feels like it's getting worse. I don't know what's wrong with me, man.
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Oh, that stuff. Pft, no, I didn't eat that.
[ Ed scoffs, looking a little insulted. Why would he eat it? He definitely brought it up to his nose and had a deep sniff, though. Nice-smelling stuff. He also maybe shoved some of it down his pants once or twice. A man likes his nethers to smell nice sometimes, don't @ him.
He looks at Stede's hand on his arm, surprised for a moment by the gesture, before covering it with his own. Not that he's scared or anything, but he's vomiting up roses. It's a little fucking unsettling. He looks down at the petals in his hand. It is what it is then. This is the second time he's coughed one up now. If it's a hex, whatever Mr. Buttons did didn't fix it. And if it's not a hex... Ed's voice goes quiet. ]
Whatever this is, feels like it's getting worse. I don't know what's wrong with me, man.