[Wrath takes a tottering step into the room-- he's wheezing slightly. The kid doesn't usually wind up out of breath, given his boundless energy and the impressive set of lungs hidden in that little ribcage of his, but he'd been running at breakneck speed.]
[That, and he just might be a LITTLE out of shape from spending weeks in one room.]
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[That, and he just might be a LITTLE out of shape from spending weeks in one room.]
I g- ... I gotta... the quota...