lapin and braise

BRAISE: (Clutching his chest, his voice trembling with fake agony) Ah... the pain... the betrayal... A fatal blow from Roblox Vogue... LAPIN: (Does not even look up from his computer monitor. He continues typing with one hand while neatly stacking pens with the other.) It was a softcover issue, Braise. You are perfectly fine. BRAISE: (Peeks one eye open from under his arm, whispering loudly) You're supposed to feel bad! I'm dying right here! Give me mouth-to-mouth or something! LAPIN: ....