[Christopher, of course, only smiles. The serene and gentle expression lacks blood lust, but his twisted features warp it beyond 'reassuring' or 'pleasant.'] I'm afraid that isn't your call to make, friends.
[Lazily, he gets to his feet; lazily, he stretches his arms out above his head.] Is that all?
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[Lazily, he gets to his feet; lazily, he stretches his arms out above his head.] Is that all?