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You know what to do.


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My deepest condolences.
[ Before this can get too sappy, he jerks his thumb towards the circle of tents and fires that make up the makeshift camp they'd stumbled away from. Everyone else will already be there, sleeping or not-sleeping, but a comforting congregation nonetheless. The chill of the lonely night air is starting to truly make itself known. ]
Now that we've had A Moment, let's go back and go the hell to sleep. We're probably gonna have to walk another few million miles tomorrow.
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[She replies in a mock grave voice. Then as he suggests sleeping, she suddenly realizes that she feels completely exhausted. So tired that she could just curl up next to some of the rocks and sleep deep into the next day.
She yawns, rubs at her eyes, and then reaches over to casually throw her arm over his shoulders as she takes a step back towards camp.]
You mean I'll sleep and you'll stay up late connecting wire bits to other metal bits while contemplating our state in the universe.