[ well then, what little peace the day had afforded them has been utterly destroyed by the tantrum the newest of their number decided to throw. eizen, who had been more or less taking a cat nap up against the nearby wall, exhales heavily at the rachet looking over with an expression more exhausted than truly annoyed. ]
Instead of breaking what few comforts we have here, try hitting the wall with your fists.
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Instead of breaking what few comforts we have here, try hitting the wall with your fists.