[He takes the fuzzball back, but once again grabs it by what he's only assuming counts as the scruff of its neck. Oliver just keeps up the floppish ragdoll effect. Gambit frowns down at it.]
...Maybe I can convince Rogue t'let me leave it on one'a the shelves in the item shop.
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...Maybe I can convince Rogue t'let me leave it on one'a the shelves in the item shop.
[If he's headed that way to get a leash anyway.]