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[bootyshortsforoldmen]

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USERNAME: HANK

Hank here. I probably don’t give a rat’s ass what you have to say. Leave me alone. How the hell do I get this damn thing to stop rec — [BEEP]

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[instabilitatem]

[Connor brightens.] When would you like to go? I would prefer sooner rather than later.

[bootyshortsforoldmen]

Anytime, Connor. Don’t exactly got anything going on here.

[Hank still hasn’t managed to get through a single book since he got here. His hobbies have consisted of... drinking, mostly. Then when he got Sumo: walking Sumo. Lazing with Sumo. Drinking while Sumo naps.]

Dunno how long the trip would be, exactly. Can bring snacks and thirium. Stuff like that.

[instabilitatem]

That would be nice, Hank. I think I’ll enjoy the trip.

[Connor nods.]

Don’t forget the camera.

[bootyshortsforoldmen]

We’ll make some nice memories, yeah?

[Connor can get some reconnaissance in too, Hank realizes, but he’s beyond caring about that right now. If Connor wanted to map out the entirety of Etraya, he could do that on his own.

And it’s not as if Hank is accepting that Connor is returning to Solmara after all this, because he’s not, but he’ll at least have these memories to take back with him.

If.

If.]

[instabilitatem]

[Joke's on Hank because Connor hasn't reached out to any online databases. He doesn't touch his phone, to keep up appearances, but he knows extremely little about Etraya and what he knows about Solmara doesn't match up.

For example, there are far fewer starving people in Etraya.]

I'd like that very much, Hank.