[perhaps even more unsettlingly, all that will waft up is the smell of cedar and lavender. No bad breath to be found here, Cisco.
But Rincewind certainly doesn't recommend sticking your hand in further than you need to.
The moment the camera is plopped wetly on its tongue the Luggage rolls it back inside like the world's fleshiest red carpet. Its lid shuts, the gold lining it clacking heavily.]
...Is that it then? [inquires Rincewind, from a safe distance away.]
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But Rincewind certainly doesn't recommend sticking your hand in further than you need to.
The moment the camera is plopped wetly on its tongue the Luggage rolls it back inside like the world's fleshiest red carpet. Its lid shuts, the gold lining it clacking heavily.]
...Is that it then? [inquires Rincewind, from a safe distance away.]