[ Ugh. This genuinely is the worst, isn't it? Archers are so annoyingly perceptive, too. His eye twitches in the face of that smile, and his glare briefly turns up at the Archer before he scoffs. ]
...Of course not, I hate this crap. Now come on, Master needs you.
[ And before she can protest, he suddenly scoops her up... unceremoniously over his shoulder, and immediately strides away, ignoring the many stares he's receiving as a result. ]
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...Of course not, I hate this crap. Now come on, Master needs you.
[ And before she can protest, he suddenly scoops her up... unceremoniously over his shoulder, and immediately strides away, ignoring the many stares he's receiving as a result. ]