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RAUROU: SAB/NE?! YOU'RE AL/VE?!
SABINE: [-o-] AH, SO IT REALLY IS YOU, CHEF DERSAL. I REMEMBER YOUR VOICE AND YOUR LACKLUSTER DANCE MOVES VERY CLEARLY.
SABINE: [-o-] MAYBE TRY CHECKING FOR A PULSE NEXT TIME, INSTEAD OF ASSUMING A SKULL BUILT AS THICK AS MINE WOULD BE SO EASILY CRACKED UNDER THIS SORT OF PRESSURE.
SABINE: [-o-] NOW, HERE'S AN IDEA:
SABINE: [-o-] INSTEAD OF TWITCHING NEXT TO ME LIKE A WILD FLOPBEAST, YOU COULD, I DON'T KNOW.
SABINE: [--o] UTILIZE YOUR SEMI-USEFUL MUSCULATURE TO GET THIS DAMN THING OFF OF MY HEAD!