[They pause for a moment, directing their glassy gaze towards Britt. They then crouch down to stick a gloved hand into the vending machine. After struggling for a brief moment, the smack the vending machine, and two soda cans roll out.]
Trr-ddh!
[They pick up one of the cans and holds it out for the stranger, then attempt to tug their arm free.
...
Ah. There appears to be a small problem here. They start to pull harder on the vending machine, which begins to teeter ominously.]
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Trr-ddh!
[They pick up one of the cans and holds it out for the stranger, then attempt to tug their arm free.
...
Ah. There appears to be a small problem here. They start to pull harder on the vending machine, which begins to teeter ominously.]