[Diarmuid follows more slowly, though the puppies waste no time following Cu Chulainn to the bed and hopping up with him. By the time Diarmuid makes it to the bed, his brother has a puppy on either side of him.]
I think they know you don't feel good. Good puppies!
[He pats both Grey and White on the head and then moves to pull the blankets up around his brother.]
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I think they know you don't feel good. Good puppies!
[He pats both Grey and White on the head and then moves to pull the blankets up around his brother.]
I will be back soon!