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[ugh. Ugh. There's a war of emotion on his face for a moment, before he leans down and grabs the front of Chrys' shirt, hauling him up.

When he speaks next he's switched over to the rumbling tones of the Pyxis language, more specifically the southern dialect, found along the borders of Cepheus]

Get your ass up now or I'll make you get up. Or are you gonna sit here 'til your balls shrivel up from how pathetic you're acting?