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"Oh, I can imagine. Did you know Bob when he was alive, or did he wash up already a corpse? Looks like he got a pretty bad knock to the head, poor dude."

'Oh, I never knew him. He was here before I was. I just kinda showed up to this town one day, having been flooded out of Pohaku City and its overflowing sewers, made my home down here, and Bob was just there, just waiting to be my new conversation partner. He's a good listener, ya know'

"I'm sorry about your old sewers, but I'm glad Bob was here for you. The dead truly are the best listeners. I think they know more about me than anyone else in my life, except maybe my girlfriend. Although I guess she counts as one of them now too."

'I'm sorry to hear it.'

He wades over into the filth, checks on of the nets, pulls out a few shiny things, stashes them in a crate, and sits down by Lil

Lilith is looking at the floor, deep in thought, with one hand ruffling Edgar's feathers. "It's ok. Well.. not ok, but it's going to happen to us all some day. And I can still wake her up for a talk now and then, although it's not the same. I just wish I had more time with her you know, I wish I had the chance to settle down with her like you did with Ashleigh."

'I don't know what to say, having never been through that. But I know that must be rough.'

He dangles his legs into the current of filth, his eyes fixed on the debris and muck floating by.

"Rough is definitely one way to put it, but there's really nothing to do except move on. I know Clem doesn't want me moping around for the rest of my life."

'She wouldn't want that. I'm sure you'll find happiness. What sort of things make ya happy?'

"Edgar makes me very happy, don't you Ed." She gives his beak a little boop, and he nuzzles into her hand. "Also learning new things, especially if they're to do with magic or the process of death. What about you, what do you love?"

'I like it when I find something good when scavenging, I like eating popcorn, being with friends, being with Ash, rubber ring racing down the sewers. I'm guessing you've never rode a rubber ring down a sewage pipe before?'

"Never, is it something you think I should try?"

'Ya seem to have a strong stomach, so yeah!'

He points over to further down the tunnel, where a stack of old tyres waits next to a fast-flowing, slippery pipe that branches off the main tunnel. He pulls down two tyres, one for him, the other for her, sits down in his, and waits

"Nothing could be worse than the smell of a weeks dead corpse"

Lil follows him over to the tyres and sits down in hers. "Hold on tight Ed", she says, and he grabs ahold of her shoulder again.

'Ya got a point there'

He pushes his tyre off, and is flushed down into the pipe by the current. You can hear his voice echoing from the gloom 'This Is Epic! Wahoo!'

She watches him, and then takes a breath before pushing off too, landing with a splash before being swept downstream. "Woahhh! Dude, this is amazing!", Flint hears her shout from behind him.

'I know right!' he calls back, as her tyre is sent spiralling further and further down the pipes by the cascade of murky water.

Eventually, the pipe spews the pair of them out into a huge artificial lake of sewage. 

She floats over to him, laughing. "Thank you, really. That was the most fun I've had in a while. Definitely up there on my list of favourite sewer experiences."

'Ya had many?'

"Oh, so many." She laughs again. "Only joking, the only other time I've been in a sewer was when me and Clem were looking for new places to explore together, but I can't say we spent long down there."

'Not many people do. The people ya find in sewers are the outcasts, the rejects, the unwanted, those who got stomped on and chucked away, those who didn't fit with the world up there. Basically, the refuse of society. And the occasional thieves' guild, but in my experience, they tend to stick to the lighter, drier, shallower tunnels, not the sort I'd choose as home'