[Maybe it's the weather or their dire situation but he can't help smiling at Larry. He's ready to mosey on back to their quarters. On the way Freddy squishes a slug.]
Aw shit, man.
[Look at this sticky mess. Give him a moment to rub his boot on a wet surface before they're off again.]
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Aw shit, man.
[Look at this sticky mess. Give him a moment to rub his boot on a wet surface before they're off again.]