[He couldn't help it: Andy's eyes automatically followed the hand movement to where it was casually hiding certain parts, and just as quickly looked away with a grimace.
It was hard to take this insane situation seriously with the guy standing there completely starkers. Yeah, sure, they can discuss disembodied ladies giving them some sort of divine mission or whatever, which made him think those graves they dug themselves out of had been filled with carbon monoxide to make them hallucinate something so wacky, but he was also more concerned with the fact that they had dug themselves out of shallow graves.
Where were they? Who kidnapped them? WHY THE GRAVES? Why were some of them naked and not? Thank god Andy isn't naked. Thank god he isn't naked]
Uhh, probably... I think I heard something, but...
[...]
Okay, look, it's really hard talking to you with your sausage out. Just... here.
[Andy shrugged off (his soil-smeared) jacket, holding it out to the guy. Maybe he can wrap it around his waist or something. It did leave Andy in his skintight sleeveless turtleneck thing though.]
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It was hard to take this insane situation seriously with the guy standing there completely starkers. Yeah, sure, they can discuss disembodied ladies giving them some sort of divine mission or whatever, which made him think those graves they dug themselves out of had been filled with carbon monoxide to make them hallucinate something so wacky, but he was also more concerned with the fact that they had dug themselves out of shallow graves.
Where were they? Who kidnapped them? WHY THE GRAVES? Why were some of them naked and not? Thank god Andy isn't naked. Thank god he isn't naked]
Uhh, probably... I think I heard something, but...
[...]
Okay, look, it's really hard talking to you with your sausage out. Just... here.
[Andy shrugged off (his soil-smeared) jacket, holding it out to the guy. Maybe he can wrap it around his waist or something. It did leave Andy in his skintight sleeveless turtleneck thing though.]