OOC: Well if it has perked up, why the hell not.
IC: Carbide smiled under his tentacles and groaned as the full extent of what he had eaten affected him. He felt heavier than he did before. Damn that was good. He noticed the distaste about the outlaws, God, these grubbs didn't like any industrialists did they. then he realised his link with the mines. Maybe he could put himself to good use as a force of goodness.
"You need weapons? I got weapons enough to blow this whole area the fuck up!"
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Oh yeah, fair point. Maybe he was just tortured until he lost consciousness.
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