[It's not laziness this time. It's the whole, "He'd actually be more annoyed than appreciative." thing. Caesar knows how you are, Albert. He'll lay there quietly for a moment with his eyes closed, twirling the flower between his fingers before he sits up suddenly.]
Hey. Do you need anything? You know, to drink or something.
[If he's going to make himself comfortable on his brother's grass and steal his brother's food, he should probably offer him some, too, after all.]
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Hey. Do you need anything? You know, to drink or something.
[If he's going to make himself comfortable on his brother's grass and steal his brother's food, he should probably offer him some, too, after all.]