Sixtieth Cross [Voice]
Ow... shit...
[There's a dull slamming, like a person slamming against a hard surface. Cecil grunts. It happens again... no luck.]
...damn it.
The water's just not warm enough here...
[There's a sigh.]
...is anyone in Marshall capable of treating frostbite?
[There's a dull slamming, like a person slamming against a hard surface. Cecil grunts. It happens again... no luck.]
...damn it.
The water's just not warm enough here...
[There's a sigh.]
...is anyone in Marshall capable of treating frostbite?