[ Just echoing, his voice grim, because god they really do have nothing, don't they. Just cursing a little under his breath, glancing up at the nearest sign, he can read it well enough now but damned if he knows what it means, if it sounds anything like the address they were given. ]
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[ Just echoing, his voice grim, because god they really do have nothing, don't they. Just cursing a little under his breath, glancing up at the nearest sign, he can read it well enough now but damned if he knows what it means, if it sounds anything like the address they were given. ]
-- Where are we now?