[It doesn't really matter. If he gets killed by some ghost, well, he probably had it coming. Still, he brushes himself off and glances around the deck again.]
Yeah. I was born in the Underground.
[And, well - he doesn't want to talk about the one time he left it. It'd been daytime then anyway.]
There's a few holes, but you can't really see out of them very well.
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Yeah. I was born in the Underground.
[And, well - he doesn't want to talk about the one time he left it. It'd been daytime then anyway.]
There's a few holes, but you can't really see out of them very well.