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"Riiiiiicccooooooooooo," Jake whined, doing his best to act like the little kid and going over to tug at the older boy's sleeve. "Pleeeeeeeease..."
Wait... what?
"I mean..." he corrected himself, turning back to Truebridge. He was preeeeeeetty sure he didn't want to do this, being all
Not. Saying. Sorry. and the like. "Yeah, no can do."
Unless... like... you scare me... then I'll do it... or denyyyyyyy.
"What... what I of course mean, is..." Jake babbled, looking from the older boy to the professor. "Is... well... I can't do it alone? Ya know... so... it's a bit..." he trailed off, looking back up at Ricco. "I mean... like... I'm not going to do it because... like... I shouldn't have to..."
Trailing off again, Jake looked between the two again, several times over. "I mean... I mean..." he babbled again, nervous.
Whose side to take?