You try that, Ray. I'll just cuddle Egon even more in your absence, and leave you outta it.
[... Oh, that thing. Venkman frowns as the Litwick taps against Ray a few more times, before shuffling backwards. The wick begins to spark, and after a moment, a soft, bluish-orange light takes form. The little flame seems to dance hauntingly, as though it's fighting to stay alit against a wind- though there's no real breeze in the apartment.
After a few seconds of this display, the Litwick begins to wander away, glancing behind it every few inches to see if the other two are still watching.
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[... Oh, that thing. Venkman frowns as the Litwick taps against Ray a few more times, before shuffling backwards. The wick begins to spark, and after a moment, a soft, bluish-orange light takes form. The little flame seems to dance hauntingly, as though it's fighting to stay alit against a wind- though there's no real breeze in the apartment.
After a few seconds of this display, the Litwick begins to wander away, glancing behind it every few inches to see if the other two are still watching.
Ray might feel as though he should follow.]