[It's really like he was full of air and someone jabbed a giant needle into his side. Peter slowly sinks down onto the couch next to Kaine, now staring down at the bag. He really should put it down on the table, but everything feels a little surreal right now.]
... See, now that you're telling me to ask you, I'm blanking.
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... See, now that you're telling me to ask you, I'm blanking.