Mary
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*The human coped, seethed, but didn't mald. Malding's bad for your hair, y'know? And so, feeling rather suppressed, the man didn't move, like that one animal playing dead to fool its predator... Yes, he knew how to defend. Only he didn't do that much. He just didn't get hit.*

*Also, so much for being 7ft tall, innit?*

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Edna
*Marcus finally let go, smiling and containing his happiness and excitement.* "There we go! Feel any bette" *He hoped he made Femi feel better. He checked up on the golem, who had completed the moat of its sand castle and was now filling it with water and it giggled.*
Mary
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-No.-

*While writing this simple word, I saw it as extremely humorous in the provided context... Because such a bold answer is always going to draw attention. This is peak boldness and ego right here. Perhaps the embrace had come a little too early in their relationship? Also, still laughing at the happiness-killer word "No".*

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Edna
*He kept thinking and thinking about ways they could bond when he heard Femi's response, and then he got an idea, a brilliant one.* "How about we go out for lunch? Maybe we can go to a tavern and get something to drink! Then maybe we can talk about things that we wanna talk about!"
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-How well can you hunt? The sand is hot enough to cook meat, if you want to eat.-

*Although he could go without food for a good few days, the human still tried to eat as much and often as possible. You never know when you'd get your next meal, do you? That was his philosophy, regarding this question.*

-Scorpions are rich on protein, and I've seen plenty around here.-

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Edna
*Marcus patted his sword.* "Don't worry, I can take care of the meat! I can go and get some for us. I can also prepare a campfire for us, if you'd rather prefer to keep distant from the town." *He smiled and went outwards towards the desert, ready to find some food.* "C'mon, buddy!" *The golem noticed and waddled over to Marcus, leaving tracks in the sand.*
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-I'll get more in a faster time period than you, unarmed. And I prefer using the sand to cook things, such as merchant feet.-

*Yes, there have been some... Incidents like this in the past. Attacking merchant caravans, and then a bit of cooking their feet in the hot desert sands. Reason? I forgor lol.*

*The human still kept ignoring the golem. He didn't see it to be even worth paying attention to it. The golem could be building a thermonuclear bomb, and the man wouldn't give two shizz's*

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