Karrsh offered no audible responses to anyone, as was generally the norm for him. Instead he just went back to focusing on the job, or at least what was left of it. The meeting itself was short, almost disappointingly so. Some part of Karrsh hoped this would be a trap so he would get see a little bit of action, but that didn't seem to be the case this time around. As for the job offer, well one couldn't easily turn down that kind of payoff. But as someone else pointed out, it did look a little too good to be true. And if something seemed too good to be true, chances are it was exactly that. But the payoff was, again, too good to pass up as well. In a way this was almost a Catch-22 in that regard.

Karrsh just remained silent, though. Talking and discussion was best left to those were more suited to it. Besides, there was a pretty good chance that at least one of the others would say pretty much what Karrsh was thinking anyway, that was usually how it played out. Some movement noise finally came from Karrsh moving to stand up from his position. He could tone it down if he deliberately slowed his moves, but if a fight broke out and he was go full force? Well he wouldn't be so quiet anymore at that point. And of course, Karrsh had to take the extremely specific route given to him, the one that would keep him out of sight almost the whole way back. It was also a roundabout way to get back as well, but he had no choice in the matter. Karrsh never seemed to have a choice these days.

"You can run on for a long time..." Karrsh started to sing without warning while he made his way back. One of the team members once suggested that songs would be a good way to occupy his thoughts when he was on his own, and so he took to singing a song or two every once and awhile, particularly in quiet moments when he was just waiting for something to happen. His choice of songs were often... gloomy, but still, "...Run on for a long time. Run on for a long time. Sooner or later God'll cut you down. Sooner or later God'll cut you down."

"Go and tell that long-tongue liar.
Go and tell that midnight rider.
Tell the rambler, the gambler
the back biter.
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down."