[Jack doesn't understand what 'the buttons' means, but the other cryptic words he said set his backbone all out of line. This poor man.]
[The king puts a hand on the Other Father's shoulder because just...what the hell else could you DO? Vincent Price alive, this poor, poor bastard.]
She can't make you any more.
[Though it felt almost cruel. A bitter taste in the back of his mouth told him that there was the possibility of bad blood breaching Johto's barriers, wherever they might lay. He'd seen it happen to others.]
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[The king puts a hand on the Other Father's shoulder because just...what the hell else could you DO? Vincent Price alive, this poor, poor bastard.]
She can't make you any more.
[Though it felt almost cruel. A bitter taste in the back of his mouth told him that there was the possibility of bad blood breaching Johto's barriers, wherever they might lay. He'd seen it happen to others.]
No one can make you do anything.