[ Break is still cheesed off about the ballroom and what happened therein, so he frowns. But it doesn't last. He hops lightly off the tank, down to the tiny raging Earl and then...
Pats him. On the head. ]
Right, right. Well then - that's settled! Come on, Mister Reim! Enough tank-driving for one day~!
[ Swinging his stick jauntily, he heads up the walk to the main house. He's in need of a lie-down and a blanketfort and some candy, not necessarily in that order. ]
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Pats him. On the head. ]
Right, right. Well then - that's settled! Come on, Mister Reim! Enough tank-driving for one day~!
[ Swinging his stick jauntily, he heads up the walk to the main house. He's in need of a lie-down and a blanketfort and some candy, not necessarily in that order. ]