[He stares a little at the sack and its captive creature. He wonders how it would taste, if it would burn or satisfy... No. Pay attention. Control. He needs to keep his head.]
I think such things... tend to come... as a surprise... when they do...
[He doubts anyone predicted-- beyond the paranoid and delusional-- what was to come of his world.]
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I think such things... tend to come... as a surprise... when they do...
[He doubts anyone predicted-- beyond the paranoid and delusional-- what was to come of his world.]
But it's best... not to worry...