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Dazed, confused, but chugging on.
Lucky's ears fell. "...Fuck...I, uh...can't exactly use either of those, Laddie." You see, one couldn't really stop to make a bank account when they were hunting all over the world for their lost feet. "By the way...time passes the same here as it does in our homes, right? Because if I'm presumed dead, well...I wouldn't even know what I'd do, to you or myself." On one hand, being legally dead would be awesome for pulling whatever he wanted. On the other...no more food. Or housing. Or bank account. Or Duck Dynasty. "In fact...I guess that's the one time I'd let you kill me." The rabbit shrugged.
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