[He gets up to come over and give the intersection of arm and wall a good look, frowning as would-be mechanic might at a broken down car. Is he going to have to replaster this later?]
Never any fun. This type's a new one on me, sorry. Hey, 'least you're not caught in the floor.
[He leans his guitar against the wall, tapping the space around York's arm.]
That? Oh yeah. Was in a jamming sort of mood, and some inspiration just comes popping by, gotta use it while you muse it. Try flexing your arm, if you can.
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[He gets up to come over and give the intersection of arm and wall a good look, frowning as would-be mechanic might at a broken down car. Is he going to have to replaster this later?]
Never any fun. This type's a new one on me, sorry. Hey, 'least you're not caught in the floor.
[He leans his guitar against the wall, tapping the space around York's arm.]
That? Oh yeah. Was in a jamming sort of mood, and some inspiration just comes popping by, gotta use it while you muse it. Try flexing your arm, if you can.