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The farmer's whistling came to an end as he walked along beside the woman he'd fought alongside "[color=F1B338]You ain't said much since we left,[/color]" eyes kept forwards and towards the road in front of them, Clive didn't even turn to look at Fenna as he walked and talked "[color=F1B338]Don't suppose it got nothin' to do with all this dyin' stuff would it?[/color]" deep down he still couldn't really believe any of it, after all he had just passed out from being out in the sun wasn't the first time it happened and he was certain it hadn't or wasn't his last.

Clive chuckled and shook his head in disbelief "[color=F1B338]Ah well, no sense in sweatin' the details too hard.[/color]" wiping his forehead with the sleeve of his shirt once again the Texan shrugged dismissively "[color=F1B338]Hm, reckon we aint got much time til sunset, ain't too sure what night will be like but I sure hope none of them skeleton come back and attack us.[/color]"