[ oh, god. he doesn't know why he's here. zee might be sort of sweetheartish and all, but she's still a person who does unspeakable things (anything. anything is unspeakable.) with magic and, hell. that just ain't right to him. he has sensibilities, and those sensibilities are summed up with a loving name called "fundamental laws of physics."
he's currently idling around the refreshments table, looking mildly uncomfortable. the lumberjack costume he's wearing is awfully low effort, with one of his usual flannel shirts modified only with rolled up sleeves, a small hatchet in his grip and a rather natural-looking beard gracing his face. stylin'. ]
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he's currently idling around the refreshments table, looking mildly uncomfortable. the lumberjack costume he's wearing is awfully low effort, with one of his usual flannel shirts modified only with rolled up sleeves, a small hatchet in his grip and a rather natural-looking beard gracing his face. stylin'. ]