[ His gold-ringed pupils dilate wide in the time it takes for Claude to hand him the water. He takes a long drink and then holds some of it in his mouth, hoping to dilute the burning sensation on his tongue (it doesn't), and then reaches for the cheese. He chews it up and lets it sit on his tongue next, shaking his head at Claude with a comically pained look.
Then more water.
Then a string of curses in his own language. ]
That ... [ between gulps of water, staring with a look of betrayal at the bowl of peppers ] ... is evil.
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Then more water.
Then a string of curses in his own language. ]
That ... [ between gulps of water, staring with a look of betrayal at the bowl of peppers ] ... is evil.