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Hacking legs off and inducing vomit by shoving fingers down one's throat Ariston could handle without any problems. But, this, well, this was almost too much. The half-elf's eyes widened at what he was witnessing, before quickly turning to find something else to focus on. He fought back the urge to cringe himself, as the straw was pushed into the end of the mans... peepeedeepee. Almost everything about this class had been unexpected, and this definately was no exception.
He returned his attention to Herbi, then set about cleaning th man's private area, spritzing some saline water over it and wiping it off with a towel. He had to admit, this was a bit awkward, but, there was nothing to be done about it. He finished up and turned back to Herbi.
He smiled when the teacher handed him his documentation, proving that he had passed the class. He was one step closer to an honorable diploma.
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