[Somewhere not too far from the lake south of the town, Raven is struggling to keep his balance. He collapses against the trunk of a tree gasping for air in the freezing weather. In front of him, just out of reach of his foot, is his journal.] Swear I left this thing on the table... [His voice is barely heard as he slides down the trunk a little
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What do you want from me...
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Get off me!
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I told ya to get off me!
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Why'd it have ta be you of all people.
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Are you going keep complaining out here in the snow or are you going to let me take you in from the cold?
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What do ya plan on doin'. Not like I can move.
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