 | ALEZIA: The Occultation | |
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- Oh! Any idea when you lost it?
-- Hmm... That must be after meeting the probes, I had it on me when we were there.  |
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-- I will retrace my step. You, stay here and take a break.
- Uh... Are you serious? You want to walk back just for that damned pipe?  |
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-- Of course, I will! What do you think? It's made of a rare wood. I won't smoke with a branch of spruce!  |
- Alright! I'll wait for you here. ...Don't get lost!  |
( I have to admit, sometimes her sense of priorities defies my imagination... )  |
( Hmmmm! Let's relax for a few minutes... )  |
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