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[The video pops up with fingers splayed over the screen, looks like it was turned on accidentally. Wolfwood's face comes into view through the space between his fingers; his left eye swollen shut with a bruise and his lip split, blood splattered on his face. He looks curiously at the thing for a moment before putting it away in his pocket, there's nothing to see but darkness.]
Guess they let me go.
[That's about all he's gotta say, though you can hear the jostling of the device from inside his pocket until the video times out.]
Guess they let me go.
[That's about all he's gotta say, though you can hear the jostling of the device from inside his pocket until the video times out.]