*Jillian sits outside, and watches the forest. Her face is unreadable, as she stares off into the storm.*
*She then pulls out a cigarette, and lights up.*
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*John stops staring, and starts walking a few paces behind Vaseraga and Eustace.*
John: Welp hopefully that magic hurts the singu beasts.
*The strange nervous feeling starts to come over him, causing his palms to itch. He still smiles, but it's not really heart felt.*
John: Let's... keep moving...

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*Sasha spends her time taking off her armor, cleaning it, and doing whatever repairs she can. She wears her white body glove, and the optics part of her helm as she works.*