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[unbewildered]

Well, if the weather doesn't change suddenly enough around here, I don't--

...that's a hell of a lot of snow.

EDIT Wait. Wait, shit.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. That is a hell of a lot of snow

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[kidcorva]

I can go out there and find him for you, if it's okay with you.

[unbewildered]

...not you too.

Look, that thing out there isn't pretty. You can barely see out the window!

[kidcorva]

...at least I don't run the risk of dying with... with... pneumonia? Or something?

[unbewildered]

...that doesn't change the fact that it's not just a drizzle or something out there.

[kidcorva]

...I can do it.

[unbewildered]

Why are people so anxious to just go running into things that they shouldn't run into?!

You and Abberline better not get yourselves killed or something. If that metal head thing is still out there, especially.

[kidcorva]

...Uh. Because we want to help?

I'm not gonna die that easy, if at all! And... and if that giant butcher man finds me I think I can hold my own ground long enough to get away, or something.

[unbewildered]

...I'm going to count on that, even though it logically probably won't hold up.