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Will someone inform me if the explosions are a regular thing. Not many people seem entirely surprised.
Miss Raine, I've yet to give you my thanks for the room...I'm not one for social interactions. But you have been a most gracious hostess, and not suffer my silence for much longer.
Excel. Young woman. I want a written log of my past customers, our expenses on equipment, and our intake since I came here, please.
Bitter cold outside.
[ooc: Sweeney's been seriously hibernating, shaking off a bit of the crazy. This is the first he's talked to anyone since his re-entry. <3 The explosions confuse him.]