Vince: *finally asleep, he lays snoring in his bed with one leg hanging off the side*
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Jayne: Yes, let's go. --Coming, Correl?
Correl: *looks shocked at first by RM and Jayne's offer; hesitates a minute*
Correl: Eh...you kids run along. I'll be there in a minute.
Jayne: Whatever you say, Gramps.
*After Jayne and RM leave, Correl goes for a stroll by himself to think*
Correl's Thoughts: I thought the sligs were heartless...but this Red Muse fella keeps trying to make friends with me...and everybody. He does seem to care for Jayne after all...not like that last one. *shivers at the memory* This facotry seems to be a different kind of place from our old one...the boss really seems decent, and the sligs actually aren't...that...bad......*hardens himself against the idea* No, they are. I'm just letting Jayne's nonsense get to my head. What about that Jammer fellow, huh? He's as heartless as anything! I bet he never had a decent feeling for anyone in his life!
*then as Correl walks along, he sees someone up ahead--a hunched figure sitting all alone, staring at the cold factory floor, occasionally wiping tears off his face...and eventually, he recognizes it to be Jammer*
Correl's Thoughts: Oh my Odd... *watches him for a moment in disbelief*
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Adrian: *starts howling*
*Smudge follows Harc to the edge of the building where Ammy and Trask stand, and looking down he sees tiny Drogin dangling from the bar*
Smudge: Odd! Hang on Drogin! *leans over the edge toward him and stretches out his baton for Drogin to grab, but it's still just out of reach* Odd! What should we do?!
*the winds start blowing harder*
Adrian: *howls and hides between Ammy's feet*
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