[That. Sure happened. There isn't anything to do from this side of the murder game fence, so that's exactly what he will do. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. Not that he wants to do something to help, anyway. Rhys and Jack can have their, uh. Relationship drama elsewhere. It's really not his problem.
So he gives Elizabeth a one armed shrug from his side of things. He's not even going to offer commentary on that little scene.]
Death. Dying. Being dead. Packing our bags and becoming full time Furry Crossing players once the queen comes for our blood, or the ship runs out of juice and we asphyxiate to death. [Waves... his non-injured hand dismissively.] Something about the Nuwa finishing their game already, too. But I don't care about the Nuwa.
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Date: 2016-08-30 04:52 am (UTC)So he gives Elizabeth a one armed shrug from his side of things. He's not even going to offer commentary on that little scene.]
Death. Dying. Being dead. Packing our bags and becoming full time Furry Crossing players once the queen comes for our blood, or the ship runs out of juice and we asphyxiate to death. [Waves... his non-injured hand dismissively.] Something about the Nuwa finishing their game already, too. But I don't care about the Nuwa.