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"Shh! Keep your voice down!"

BreadProduct:
>I sure hope you are paying attention to Gregor's whereabouts


tegerioreo:
BUT NEVER MIND THAT! Where's Gregor?


Anthano:
> Ok there's a small chance that this argument could be postponed in the best interest of escaping with your lives at this moment

> Where is Gregor? Can you see him anymore? Can you hear him?


"Gregor's long gone, and I don't appreciate -

"Shhhh - you're right. Gregor's gone, but we know we're not alone down here. There's at least ten of those things, right? And we have no idea how good their hearing is. And the dog? So lets… dial it back, ok?"

Kíeros:
> Continue arguing about the other's stupidity.


"Eight!" says Bina, very calmly and quietly, she thinks, considering the circumstances.

"What?"

"Eight! I trapped two of them and I think one drowned!"

"Right. Yeah. Eight. Still! We should be probably be quiet!"

Kendra wasn't there. It had been a good idea!

Bina realizes, on some level, that she is being a bit silly about this and thus she makes a spirited effort not to appear to be petulant.



She is not even a little bit successful.

TheBurningFox:
> So whats the gameplan?


Morphimus:
> So what's the plan now?


"So," whispers Kendra, in a desperate attempt to move on, "What now?"