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Nails stood at the production lines for a bit. He was struck by how quiet the factory was, it probably never stopped in it's prime. As it was, though, there was no-one around and probably no-one working. So, went his train of thought, what's the point of me staying here? There's no point if there's no-one to supervise.
At that point Armpit walked in from the grinders. Nails decided then that it was time to find a place to tuck in. He went into the passages, followed by Armpit.

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Duagen was able to read Dionysia's lips and understand the general message she was trying to get across. As she left the office, he hesitated. There was something not right about her - she didn't act consistantly. The way she ignored the slig in the room earlier was very unusual for a slave. Being loud and energetic in the presence of a native and guards and the Sound Waverer likewise didn't mesh. And then walking out into the hallway- with an attitude like the one she had before towards sligs, who knew what could be out there? Either she was very thick, or she wasn't what she seemed.
He decided not to act conspicuously with this suspicion, and walked out of the office anyway, with the intent of shaking both Gappiqu and Dionysia as soon as the chance presented itself.