[As his vision starts to go blurry, Bedivere finally lets out a surprised gasp and grabs for one of the cookies. He squeezes his eyes shut as he shoves the cookie into his mouth, eating it quickly. A moment later he will remember the milk and he grabs for the glass to drink some of that too.
It's a trap, he's sure it's a trap, but he's too cowardly to just accept his death. And it kills him inside to know that he's that weak.]
...two swords. May I have two swords to do this with?
[If he has to kill, he's going to do it on his terms.]
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It's a trap, he's sure it's a trap, but he's too cowardly to just accept his death. And it kills him inside to know that he's that weak.]
...two swords. May I have two swords to do this with?
[If he has to kill, he's going to do it on his terms.]