Bush? Mr Bush--? [But no go. Archie is quite saddened at the loss of his friend's voice--but if it turns out that Heaven is actually an inn, he may as well have a bite to eat.]
[It's on his second plateful, this one of mutton and potatoes, that he hears Bush's voice once more. It's not tinny and small as it had been previously, either, but the full-on shout he uses at sea. Swallowing hard his mouthful of ale, he calls back in the same tone.] Over here, Mr Bush! Come have some supper with me!
[Proceed getting up and following the sound of Bush's scary monster shouts.]
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[It's on his second plateful, this one of mutton and potatoes, that he hears Bush's voice once more. It's not tinny and small as it had been previously, either, but the full-on shout he uses at sea. Swallowing hard his mouthful of ale, he calls back in the same tone.] Over here, Mr Bush! Come have some supper with me!
[Proceed getting up and following the sound of Bush's scary monster shouts.]