Laufey: woops sorry, i type like a cavewoman
Laufey: just smashing my fists on the keyboard
Haiz: hah, I'm a unicorn that just pokes at the keys
Viola: I'm... an octopus I guess? flailing around doing everything at once
Haiz: and every tentacle is like a different language
Laufey: and you flop them at wrong places
Viola: yes
*Laufey and Viola turn to stare at Haiz*
Haiz: what
*staring intensifies*
Haiz: OK OK I'M ON IT
*mutters something about being taken for granted*
*yet unable to resist
the Art Reflex*