...Maybe not. [He frowned slightly, turning the number over in his hand. Something was sounding familiar in his head--hadn't he been told about a sacrificial mess that transpired before he got to the city? He was sure he recalled Miller and a few others talking about death soccer or something to that effect. Maybe, if they were very lucky, this one might end similarly.]
[Then again, he wasn't willing to count on that just yet. If this was actually about it, then-]
Huh? Oh-...yeah, though I can't say I know him well. Are you a friend of his?
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[Then again, he wasn't willing to count on that just yet. If this was actually about it, then-]
Huh? Oh-...yeah, though I can't say I know him well. Are you a friend of his?