“Laugh it up,” Mordecai said, pissed. “Get it out of your system.” “Your voice,” I said, falling off the couch as I continued to howl, causing him to yelp and leap off of me. He used his tail to keep himself from lurching back. I had tears rolling down my cheek. “Holy shit. Will you be able to work at the alchemy table like this? Do you want me to build a booster chair for you?” “Go fuck yourself, Carl,” Mordecai said.
