[ That one is on Krouse. He drags his mouth into a thinned out smile and, with a tip of his head towards the door, starts walking again. No time like the present to get the hell out of the lobby and into...whatever was waiting for them. ]
There aren't many beautiful ways to die. Must be inconvenient.
[ He'll skim right by the specifics of being eaten. Instead, he'll shoulder out the front doors into the foggy cold, pivoting lightly to face forward with keen eyes. ]
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There aren't many beautiful ways to die. Must be inconvenient.
[ He'll skim right by the specifics of being eaten. Instead, he'll shoulder out the front doors into the foggy cold, pivoting lightly to face forward with keen eyes. ]