The noise Foggy makes upon being plucked is quite unhappy and he scowls, rubbing at the spot for a second. "You didn't even give me a chance!" he complains and then, upon seeing that John is beginning to do something weird, he reaches out and grasps onto the dangling twine, stopping it pendulous movement.
"Hey, come on, what is this? Don't do— voodoo with me, pal," he warns, although it sounds awfully ineffectual and even a little bit guilty. "I'm not interested in curses or wishes, especially if they're going to come with some kind of weird monkey paw situation attached. I thought you were going to— I don't know, investigate until you found it."
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"Hey, come on, what is this? Don't do— voodoo with me, pal," he warns, although it sounds awfully ineffectual and even a little bit guilty. "I'm not interested in curses or wishes, especially if they're going to come with some kind of weird monkey paw situation attached. I thought you were going to— I don't know, investigate until you found it."