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[worstever]

[Fine. That's clearly that. Locus is as terse as ever, so at least some things stay the same, whatever happens in the future. Under his breath:] Cryptic ass.

[Speak for yourself, Wash. It takes him a few backward steps before he decides Locus isn't going to shoot him as he walks away and turns to go.]