[ he nods. there's a quiet determination to it, even if it's solemn, sad at the edges. exhausted. ]
Yeah. I remember everybody, now - people back home, too. It's still - I kinda feel like... I guess it's probably what a hangover would be like, but I'm okay. [ and then, a little more emphatically - ] Fuck this place, there's nothing I wanna do more than shut this shit down and get everybody out of here.
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Thanks. Appreciated. You doing ... Well. Stupid question. You together still? Ready to finish this?
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Yeah. I remember everybody, now - people back home, too. It's still - I kinda feel like... I guess it's probably what a hangover would be like, but I'm okay. [ and then, a little more emphatically - ] Fuck this place, there's nothing I wanna do more than shut this shit down and get everybody out of here.
[ Everybody. ] You?
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[A more solid half-smile at that. It's kind of nice to hear some conviction.]
Mm. Me too.