IC: Borso shifts his feet uneasily. "Wait?", he questioned. "I suppose we could do that... kinda boring though, eh?" He looks at Flad with a raised eyebrow. He sighs and goes back to cleaning and arming his gun. At least that would kill some time. "A native and a snoozer? That usually ends up with the mudokon being stepped on, tranq'd or..." Borso sighed and sat down with his back to the wall.
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