[He continues mopping, skirting around the furniture, glancing back at Ariel every so often to make sure she's okay. Part of him wants to try making conversation, but seeing that she can't really respond, he fears it'll end up awkward. As a result he ends up working in near-silence until the floor of the kitchen's clear.
He straightens up, stretching his lopsided back and regarding the still bubble-coated corridor with a sigh.]
I admit, I'm kind of impressed you managed to get the bubbles all the way out there.
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He straightens up, stretching his lopsided back and regarding the still bubble-coated corridor with a sigh.]
I admit, I'm kind of impressed you managed to get the bubbles all the way out there.