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Tegz Bet we can what...? What were they betting? West couldn't even think straight for some reason. He thought about dead kneazles for a bit. That was a habit so an easy one to force himself to think about. A really rancid one. Dead for ages. With maggots.
That helped.
A bit.
"Hey Alice?"
His face was very interesting, and Alice was soon caught up in the activity of memorizing every plane of it, so she could see it even when she wasn't looking anymore. And she continued staring, even when some voice politely interrupted her.
"Wait, I'm busy. But who was that, trying to distract her from being distracted? She blinked a couple of times before looking back up at him and realizing he was talking.
"Yeah?" She redirected her gaze to her shoes. And hopefully, if she wasn't looking anymore, she could listen better.