"Yeah, no, fuck that, Knife. I don't trust you any more. You abandoned us. I'm sorry,"
I turn away dramatically.
"Our torrid sex affair that was going on all this time has to end."
I clamp a hand over Knife's mouth.
"Shh, shh. Let it all out."
"I, agh, jesus!" I yell, before doing some lifey thing, and reviving Herzog.
"Oh, hey there Eric." Knife says, holding out his hand, "How've you been?"
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