[Not that there's going to be a next time, because Master Hand is still wordlessly looming at the entrance of the room, not bothering to respond to Blood's exclamation that Falcon started it. He's always vaguely unsettled when the helmet comes off, and right now is no exception.
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[Not that there's going to be a next time, because Master Hand is still wordlessly looming at the entrance of the room, not bothering to respond to Blood's exclamation that Falcon started it. He's always vaguely unsettled when the helmet comes off, and right now is no exception.
Falcon casts a quick glance at Master Hand.]
Everyone back to their seats.