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[The comm clicks on. Seth sounds far more tired than he should be.]
Starting to wonder if they're poisoning us. First they bring us here, take our weapons, our strengths, and now--
[YAAAAAAAAWN.]
I'm worn out.
[Stubbornly, however, Seth refuses to sleep any more than usual. His expression is haggard, dark lines appearing under his eyes and his general stance stooping a little more than usual. One might find him sitting in the doorway of his pod, dog happily lying at his feet while Seth sharpens his hunting knife for the 23234th time.]
Pfah, what am I even talking to you lot for? Not like you're gonna be any help.
[Comm click off.]
Starting to wonder if they're poisoning us. First they bring us here, take our weapons, our strengths, and now--
[YAAAAAAAAWN.]
I'm worn out.
[Stubbornly, however, Seth refuses to sleep any more than usual. His expression is haggard, dark lines appearing under his eyes and his general stance stooping a little more than usual. One might find him sitting in the doorway of his pod, dog happily lying at his feet while Seth sharpens his hunting knife for the 23234th time.]
Pfah, what am I even talking to you lot for? Not like you're gonna be any help.
[Comm click off.]