Claude & Shamir C

Claude
Ahhh, there's really no better place for my midday nap than under the shade of a nice, big tree...

Claude
The twittering of the little birds... Hmm, it's like they're singing a lullaby just for me...

Claude
BAH! Is that a dagger?!

Claude
Am I being ambushed?!

Shamir
Claude. Why are you lazing about? You should be training.

Claude
Shamir! Was this your doing? Talk about unfriendly...

Claude
Another inch, and you would have sliced my handsome nose clean off my roguishly beautiful face!

Shamir
But I didn't. Fortunately for you.

Claude
You know...if you wanted to give me a talking to, you could have done so with your words instead. That's how most people do the talking thing.

Shamir
Conversation was not my intention.

Claude
Wh-what then—a prank? That's not better!

Claude
I thought we were under attack. I could have died from the shock.

Shamir
Look closely at the dagger.

Claude
Is that... Riiight. There's a poor spider impaled on it.

Shamir
A poisonous spider.

Shamir
The tiniest bite from which can cause fever, headache, and relentless vomiting. Or worse.

Claude
Yikes. I guess this little guy is more vicious than he looks.

Shamir
I noticed it descending towards your face.

Claude
Ah. So you saved me from a certain doom.

Shamir
I'll keep that in mind.