[This giant lanky man is not waiting politely, he keeps huffing over Vader's shoulder and then giving a melodramatic moan and then huffing some more and then--
Well, you get the picture.
But he's also leaning in close, eventually whining right into the poor man's ear.]
Come on, friend, I think I might die of hunger soon...
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Well, you get the picture.
But he's also leaning in close, eventually whining right into the poor man's ear.]
Come on, friend, I think I might die of hunger soon...