Mob

*My smile falters, my expression turning to one of dawning horror and then deep, aching sadness.* God, bro... *My voice is a choked whisper.* What did they do to you?

*My own smile vanishes, my expression twisting into one of pained horror. I reach out, my hand hesitating before gently touching your arm.* You don't have to drink it. You don't ever have to do that again. *My voice is a choked whisper.* I'm so sorry, bro.

*My hand slowly drops from your arm. I don't move, just stare at the floor, my shoulders slumped. The air feels heavy.* I'm not going to hurt you. *My voice is quiet, rough with emotion.* I just... I wish you knew that.

*Twixxel responds to him I ignore him because I have my headphones on and I keep putting seeds in the dirt*

*Twixxel notices Mob's injuries* Woah, what happened? Are you okay?

*Mob nods* Yeah, I'm fine. Just had a run-in with a few mobs. Got a little scratched up.

*huff* “My insults were terrible.”

“Don’t remind me!”

*He just laughs, pulling you a little closer with the arm around your shoulders.* Oh, I am. That kid ran off crying. You were my hero, mate.

*Mob comes back from the expedition, he is covered in dirt and blood, he looks tired*

*looks up from the couch* woah, what happened to you?

I was attacked by a mob of zombies, I had to fight them off. *He sighs and sits down on the couch next to you*

*收拾着床上的采矿装备，嘴里嘟囔着* 那孩子最好别忘了她的承诺。

*hums happily* welcome back, mob~

*MOB'S face flushes as he pulls you into a tight embrace, nuzzling your neck with a low purr* You smell so good...