[He hums unhappily knowing it's true. He hopes it won't too.]
... Over...the walls...? That was... my plan if... the replicator... didn't work...
[Alone in a hostile wild, hoping to find food and wishing he could go back. A grim voice in his head adds that it's that or a bullet in the head. It's always those two choices.
He sighs and rolls until he's face down on the couch.]
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... Over...the walls...? That was... my plan if... the replicator... didn't work...
[Alone in a hostile wild, hoping to find food and wishing he could go back. A grim voice in his head adds that it's that or a bullet in the head. It's always those two choices.
He sighs and rolls until he's face down on the couch.]