[ Calm enough now that he picks up the communicator again, cradles it in his hand. Too far, doesn't like it, he itches to leave the Marsiva, itches to find Robin. What he'll do he isn't sure; maybe just cling, steal his bed and wrap himself in anything that bares his scent for a few hours. ]
Lived in worse places, it'll probably be fine. [ A beat. ] Used to eat rats too.
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Lived in worse places, it'll probably be fine. [ A beat. ] Used to eat rats too.
[ The next pause is longer... ]
No?