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Just... staring at him.
This ship is a fucking prison.
Hn... you're about six days early.
Prepare the Lock-On Chocolates™, or whatever.
That deadline for the 14th is fast approaching... I'll have to take stock on who I owe chocolates to.
Awake... Nothing restful about that sleep but we move.
Alright, I'm going back to bed.
RAHH!!
Awh, you didn't save a single bad guy for me to fight.
Rain, didn't even cool him down a little after that mission...