[Razor waffles on the idea, turning the money over in his hands and looking to Pup for her professional opinion. Ultimately, he shoves the whole wad back at Zagreus.]
Meat. Potatoes? [More hesitation, then he's ready to admit to it.] And... more fur.
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Meat. Potatoes? [More hesitation, then he's ready to admit to it.] And... more fur.