[Zorua is booking it down the hallway, before slamming into the back of a pair of legs. It climbs up, up the broad back, and the red hair, to rest on Luke's shoulder. The real Luke this time, who turns around to catch Dist barrelling towards them. He arches a brow at Zorua, who's chittering angrily.]
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What the hell did you do this time...?
[Unimpressed at Dist, though. What a freak.]