[If Taako was more of an actual weenie, he might cry here, or throw some fit. Instead, he just stares at the tooth another few seconds before tucking it into his pants pocket. He’ll deal with that later. For now, he’s launching himself back at the shoe, meeting Angus on the other side of it as they’re back into tug of war stance.]
Doesn’t matter! Now you deffo owe me! Hand it over!
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Doesn’t matter! Now you deffo owe me! Hand it over!