Malos is too distracted by Lloyd claiming they put the marshmallows and chocolate on the outside to be in any state of mind to fucking catch the marshmallow Lloyd just tossed at him. It bounces off his face, and he doesn't even really flinch at it, just lets it tumble into his lap.
"Why the fuck would you put the cracker on the inside," he says, deadpan, squinting at Lloyd. He's not sure if Lloyd's fucking with him or not? Kid's got one hell of a poker face. And how's Malos supposed to know how shit works in Lloyd's world, honestly? Parallel worlds are weird. "You'd. Your hands would get even more sticky than usual. That's. Why."
Architect, Lloyd can't be serious. He can't be.
"Lloyd Irving if you're fucking with me, you're grounded," Malos says.
"I'm sorry, did you just say you're from another world?" Nia demands, staring at Lloyd. Then she registers what Malos said, and rounds on him. "Hold up, Irving!?"
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"Why the fuck would you put the cracker on the inside," he says, deadpan, squinting at Lloyd. He's not sure if Lloyd's fucking with him or not? Kid's got one hell of a poker face. And how's Malos supposed to know how shit works in Lloyd's world, honestly? Parallel worlds are weird. "You'd. Your hands would get even more sticky than usual. That's. Why."
Architect, Lloyd can't be serious. He can't be.
"Lloyd Irving if you're fucking with me, you're grounded," Malos says.
"I'm sorry, did you just say you're from another world?" Nia demands, staring at Lloyd. Then she registers what Malos said, and rounds on him. "Hold up, Irving!?"