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Oh no...

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm really really really really sorry.

*three days. what is Trendafilka going to do to poor Garum.*

... That sounds like a bad influence, to me.

... though Eidos might want to come. That sounds like something he'd like.

Cyril has no idea, but suspects that's probably the max she can wait before she does something else.

... He's terribly wrong. The max is about another day.

"A bad influence wouldn't give ya a choice. I'm jus' feelin' out yer stomach fer some o' the shit I get up ta.

Some o' the smugglers pay me ta not rat 'em out ta the Ogre or the powers that be."

So THAT'S what he's doing for a living.

"Ah, well, uh..." He scratches at his head at the mention of Eidos.

"Next fight night I'll see 'bout takin' 'im. This is yer day, kid. What do YOU wanna do?"

*... he has to stop and think for a bit.

... he gets an idea though.*

There's something I... would like to see up close, but I've been kinda afraid to really do it, since I don't know if there's restrictions on going near it, but...

I want to see the remains of that Momentum facility that was here.

"Yeah?"

He grins real wide.

"Lemme text the ogre that I'm gettin' inta a different pile o' trouble, an' we'll 'ead that way, aight? When that shit went up, ya 'ad ta be a lil' kid, yeah? I ain't seen it myself, so this sounds like a good fuckin' night!"

*he's actually kinda surprised you took it, but-- whatever works.*

A-alright. Thank you.

He fiddles around with his phone before dropping it back into his jacket pocket and starts walking again.

"Ya fine with feet? I can go get my bike, if ya'd prefer ta ride 'long."

No. I'm... fine with walking. If I need to, I'll think of something...

*like those skates Eidos made appear, before?*

"Aight, lemme know."

He goes on walking, whistling some song off-key.

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