[The plush will be here. Fluffing. Staring. It's waiting.]

Hahaha, you totally showed the old hags, didn't you? Though it'll probably be a little harder to get 'em off your back here.

[Does this count as dragging the dead now. He does a lot of that too anyway.

Anon finishes up his last round of push-ups and stretches like a satisfied cat before -- since Natsuno is taking up the chair and all --flopping onto the bed and handily squashing the plush. It's not staring anymore, but it is quite comfy.]

And I do, in theory. [cheekily] None of us are as strong as we should be, but once we get out of here you should show me.