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[10_20_15_5_50]

[Most of the announcements Sam makes are pretty jovial in tone. This one... isn't. Sam looks (and sounds) tired, and maybe a little worried; unsurprising, with what happened only hours earlier.]

So, uh. I haven't been able to find my moose. Anybody want to help me look before we lose the light? He was last seen in the air west of the warehouse, and having gone over the ground that way... I'm left concluding he's either on top or at least partway in a building, elevation unknown. So, yeah. Any tall dudes or people more mobile than me? I'd really appreciate helping out here.

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[10_20_15_5_50]

Y'know, this might not be my most sensitive moment, but...

[Sam stops walking, instead standing still to hold a hand up to Xan.]

High five? Cause that's pretty cool.

[littlestraydoll]

[Xan's caught a little off-guard, but he stands on his drone with a delighted laugh and plants his hand against the palm of Sam's.]

Thank you! I'm glad you think so.

[10_20_15_5_50]

Oh, for sure.

[Giving Xan a little nod to underscore her assertion, Sam starts walking again. It's a nice stroke of luck that they were able to meet up where they did, since it isn't long---despite the speed at which Sam walks---before they're at the Warehouse, with the skin-witch leading the way to where it was she left the little sewing basket she'd borrowed before.]

[littlestraydoll]

[If it's any consolation, she still walks faster than Xan does, so there's that?]

[And then the doll is gazing around in awe. This is like a Costco, IKEA, RadioShack, and a landfill all rolled into one.]

[10_20_15_5_50]

[There is that, and it's a little funny; for being on the small side of her social circle, Sam still towers over her flatemates---with the obvious exception of Bon Ron.]

Talk about a whack of stuff, right? Sorry if I take longer than anticipated to find where I was before.