[the helmet goes on, and Rin double-checks and triple-checks his air-supply. it's not as stale as he imagined it would be -- though maybe he's just gotten used to the gross, sick-filled air on the base]
Weren't you tending the sick? What, no sponge-baths?
[ok, now to set the drone to follow their heat trails and carry the shit they find... stumbles more on this. he's a science nerd, but this shit's advanced, ok?]
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Weren't you tending the sick? What, no sponge-baths?
[ok, now to set the drone to follow their heat trails and carry the shit they find... stumbles more on this. he's a science nerd, but this shit's advanced, ok?]