[IV takes the knife and begins to cut two slices for each of them, Leia's being a more generous helping. He scoops the larger slice while motioning with his chin for her to lift her plate.]
That's right. You'll have to come after me for your special fanservice.
[How odd it is to flex that word again. How odd that it's been so long since he's said it on a repetitive basis. How odd that it has nothing to do with a duel.]
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That's right. You'll have to come after me for your special fanservice.
[How odd it is to flex that word again. How odd that it's been so long since he's said it on a repetitive basis. How odd that it has nothing to do with a duel.]