Edoric looked at the girl and her fingers pointed at the heavens. He was severely doubtful a pistol would be able to produce a hole the size of grapefruit. He knew that most pistols, unless loaded with scrap iron instead of bullets, would create something smaller but just as citric-y. Maybe be a lemon or a mandarin, but not a grapefruit.

[color=aba000]"Love, I'll accept your offer."[/color] Edoric sighed as he shook his chains a bit more, [color=aba000]"But, I can survive anywhere, love."
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He got up slightly and sat on his knees as he shook his hair out of his face, [color=aba000]"I want to know if I can thrive."[/color]

As the room fell slient, nothing but the low howl of the wind could be heard and felt. Then Edoric sneezed, almost hitting his head aginast the hard wall,[color=aba000] "Also, can I at least have my clothes back now? I prefer not to get hypothermia."[/color]