[As Basilio settles to sit down, he's distracted by the baubles, so much so that when he's spoken to, he's not especially subtle when he looks up with an absent--] Help ya?
[Ah, he gets it. He drags his attention away from the memory (what is that pastry?) and fully to her.]
You mean making it bigger? You got enough blankets for all that?
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[Ah, he gets it. He drags his attention away from the memory (what is that pastry?) and fully to her.]
You mean making it bigger? You got enough blankets for all that?