[ He sets it down. And. Ignores the little voice of social grace that tells him to leave Church be, because they are living in a damp cave and the air out here doesn't smell like prison.
He waits almost a full minute, lifting his face to the breeze (how long has it been since he's had this chance, without armor and helmet). He can smell the lake and promises himself very quietly, before they leave here, that he'll take advantage of it at least once. ]
...he's gone. I asked him to go back to Caboose and stay there.
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He waits almost a full minute, lifting his face to the breeze (how long has it been since he's had this chance, without armor and helmet). He can smell the lake and promises himself very quietly, before they leave here, that he'll take advantage of it at least once. ]
...he's gone. I asked him to go back to Caboose and stay there.