[ If it were ever possible for Raleigh to tuck his vagina back in and talk about anything other than his enormous feelings, he... still wouldn't, so that arrangement works okay for him.
Raleigh tilts his head, false concern emanating from him in waves. ] I'm sorry, does my nudity bother you? Should I put a shirt on? Hang on -
[ He pats around for his shirt, despite it lying crumpled like two feet away from his head. ]
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Raleigh tilts his head, false concern emanating from him in waves. ] I'm sorry, does my nudity bother you? Should I put a shirt on? Hang on -
[ He pats around for his shirt, despite it lying crumpled like two feet away from his head. ]