[ His reply is only a thoughtful hum, because as quickly as they'd stirred up, they've scattered on the wind— he can scarcely recall what it had been. Strange was a good word to describe it, though. A glimpse of his life between "Gauche" and "Noir", the span of time where he had no name. ]
This is true; but there are others here to be paid. We can't take all the glory now, can we?
[ But they can try to take all the loot!! So he'll be shoveling useful-looking bits of material and scrap tech into the sack, occasionally stopping to bat at the stone-like birds or shoo away some of the smaller rats. Mostly, though, he's gunning for the metal. ]
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This is true; but there are others here to be paid. We can't take all the glory now, can we?
[ But they can try to take all the loot!! So he'll be shoveling useful-looking bits of material and scrap tech into the sack, occasionally stopping to bat at the stone-like birds or shoo away some of the smaller rats. Mostly, though, he's gunning for the metal. ]
Did you bring a sack as well?
[ His is filling up quite quickly, actually. ]