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He frowned, leaning in. "What's wrong, Dig?" *** She looked around warily. "I don't see anything.." *** "I think you just need to be...
Basel frowned. "What's up with him?" *** She nodded, starting towards the cargo hold. *** "They only just started patrolling." *** "We...
She huffed. "Pathetic people?"
He stuck his tongue out. *** "Right next to Trevor's pod. Basel dropped the glass." *** "Maybe because they're still looking?" *** She...
"No, that's fair," he said, petting Digit. *** "Another one of Basel's animals, I assume." *** He crossed his arms. "What do you mean? That's...
"This isn't fair."
He grinned, leaning back. "And it was fast." *** "I think it was small. Like a slug." *** He got up, coming over. "Derek and Amira are...
Were are not pathetic.."
"A slug," he teased. "A muddy slug." *** She was beside him, watching as well. *** He looked up again. "Wait a little." *** She looked...
"Why not?"
He put an arm around her, relaxing. *** She loaded her weapon and holstered it. "Yeah. Let's go." *** He sighed with a frown, going back to...
She squinted. "I will."
"It'll be okay," he said easily. *** She nodded, looking up at him. "Of course. Always." *** "I'm sure it's fine.." *** She nodded, her...
She frowned at him.
He shrugged. "Just wait?" *** She frowned. "Oh. This.. won't be easy." *** "I don't know. Maybe they haven't found anything yet." *** She...
"It shouldn't be," he said. "We've sealed ourselves here." *** Amira sighed, standing straight. "What does it look like again?" *** He set...
"I don't think there's anything wrong with it."
Basel sighed, sitting on the couch. "What a mess this has become." *** Amira retrieved her gear with a frown, looking thoughtful. *** Alex...
She crossed her arms. "There's nothing wrong with being concerned about someones health."
He chuckled, brushing her hair back. "You're learning."
