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[engrishdetective]

Good news, everyone. I like being not dead or downright near dying, so no worries. I'm whole.

Onward to more curious news. Ratchet and I've worked it out a bit that I'm gonna just have to replace my engine. I'll probably have to do the same to poor Gunbike.

Which begs the question! Where is my bike?

So! Everyone else whole, maybe? Yes? Good.

And Deckerd? Get over here and say hello already. It's really boring just laying around. I don't even get any warm oil to lounge with.

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[engrishdetective]

As if.

[Gunmax frowns, glancing at him.]

Yeah. I'm not thrilled either, but I'll take it over being stuck like this. To be honest, I don't know how long I can take lying still.

[He's not like Drill Boy, but Gunmax wasn't made to sit still. He's supposed to be out on the road.]

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[patokichi]

[He chuckles.]

Well then, I hope Ratchet is as skilled as I suspect.

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[engrishdetective]

He has a lot of patients on his plate. But I guess if he's anything like Chief, he'll just deal with it.

[Because Gunmax can't help but make the comparison; the medic and the engineer appear to have a lot in common.]

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[patokichi]

I only wish I could be more useful to his efforts.

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[engrishdetective]

Well, we're not exactly made to be medics. But I guess if he needed materials, you'd find a way.

[His roundabout way of saying that, no, you are NOT useless, Deckerd.]

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[patokichi]

[He tips his hat, letting a small smile tug on his lips.]

Thanks, Gunmax.

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[engrishdetective]

...Just stating facts, partner. No worries.

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[patokichi]

[He just gives a sheepish chuckle.]

Want me to stick around for a while?

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[engrishdetective]

Well, I'd be bored if you didn't. So I won't say no.

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[patokichi]

Alright then.

[He smiles and takes a seat in a chair near the edge of the berth. He'll stay here until you're resting again, Gunmax.]

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[engrishdetective]

Thank you.

Kind of ... too quiet here for me.

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[patokichi]

I know.

[He just rests a hand on his arm.]

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[engrishdetective]

...Hey, Deckerd?

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[patokichi]

Yes?

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[engrishdetective]

Do you think... these glyphs, they put on us. If they mean anything?

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[patokichi]

Well. They seem to represent each of those temple owners.

Beyond that, I'm not sure.

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[engrishdetective]

Well, at least you and McCrane match. That's something.

[He isn't so sure how to ask "what's wrong with me?" because, for some reason, his glyph doesn't match his teammates.]

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[patokichi]

Gunmax.

[He gives him a firm look.]

No matter what. You will always be my friend, no matter what label someone else puts on you. You're my friend first. You'll always just be Gunmax.

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[engrishdetective]

Right.

[Before he can really help himself, he smiles without the usual smirk. His optics glow pleasantly as he looks up at Deckerd, uncovered now by a visor.]

Thanks, Deckerd.

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[patokichi]

Heh.


You look so earnest this way.

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[engrishdetective]

Huh?

[Then he remembers -- oh yeah. No shades. Gunmax looks away sharply, embarrassed.]

Feh. Whatever. I look-- ridiculous.

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[patokichi]

I don't know. I like it.

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[engrishdetective]

[For some reason, that just flusters him more, and no, he won't focus on why.]

I look too soft.

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[patokichi]

Nothing wrong with that. You look just fine.

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[engrishdetective]

...No one is gonna take me seriously like this.

[He sighs heavily.]

But I guess it'd figure you'd like it.