Zealot · The Fanatic · Male voice:
I don't suppose ye've a wee nip of something mind-soothing about your person, Slab?
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Ogryn · The Brawler:
What, rations?
Zealot · The Fanatic · Male voice:
Aye. A nice, warm amber ration with a morsel of fire behind.
Ogryn · The Brawler:
Got a scav-rat. Only chewed it a bit. Want half?
Zealot · The Fanatic · Male voice:
Ah ... No, no .. I wouldn't want to cheat ye of the pleasure.