[ He lets go when she starts to twist her way out of his hug. Armstrong stands, embarrassed at the display of tacky light fabrics bellowing through the city breeze. ]
Would you like to help me gather them? To prevent our beautiful city from being tarnished! [ TOO BAD JEAN GREY. Time to go up! Armstrong punches the ground as a platform starts to form around them. Jean Grey can hop off now if she really wants but she made a big deal out of littering so Armstrong is going to assume she's finna to gather the threads. ]
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Would you like to help me gather them? To prevent our beautiful city from being tarnished! [ TOO BAD JEAN GREY. Time to go up! Armstrong punches the ground as a platform starts to form around them. Jean Grey can hop off now if she really wants but she made a big deal out of littering so Armstrong is going to assume she's finna to gather the threads. ]