[Tav's still gasping for breath when Dave stills, suddenly, and the troll's eyes flutter open. He doesn't move, can't bring himself to take his face away from Dave's chest, but he clears his throat and speaks, still breathing hard.]
wHAT ARE, uM, wHAT ARE YOU DOING,
[He thought for a split second that Dave had come, too, but there was a noticeable lack of wet warmth filling his insides, so he's sort of at a loss.]
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wHAT ARE,
uM,
wHAT ARE YOU DOING,
[He thought for a split second that Dave had come, too, but there was a noticeable lack of wet warmth filling his insides, so he's sort of at a loss.]