Just gonna share another context-less section from AF: The Last Guardian.

‘We lost the crickets,’ said Butler, causing Holly to break down in a splutter of hysterical giggles, which she stifled in her sopping sleeve.

‘We lost the crickets,’ she said, ‘Even you can’t make that sound tough.’

Butler rubbed water from his close-cropped hair.  ‘I am Butler,’ he said, straight-faced.  ‘Everything I say sounds tough.  Now, get out of the lake, fairy.’

Artemis Fowl, I could slap your stupid super-genius face, I swear.

HEADACHE BE DAMNED

I will, for the second time ever in my life, draw fanart for the Artemis Fowl series.

(Also I plan to reread the whole series over the tiny Thanksgiving break that this week/weekend is.)

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