'I know right. Don't know how many sewers you've lived in, but this is one of the best. Quiet, peaceful, decent trash to scavenge, and doesn't back up too much'
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HM, He looks back up, OH, SORRY. I WAS DISTRACTED. THERE IS A LARGE AND VARIED AMOUNT OF BACTERIA AND VIRUSES BREEDING AND WARRING IN THOSE RAGS. THERE WAS A FASCINATING BATTLE BETWEEN SEVERAL DISEASE BEARING MICROORGANISMS THAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION.
He sits down on the pile of rags calmly for he fears no disease.
'Ya really don't like sunlight do ya? Me neither. It's when you burn or tan, that's when ya know you've been out too long. Only happened once or twice to me, and then never again'
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SUN. THAT GREAT BLAZING EYE THAT BURNS ABOVE OUR HEADS, SENDING WAVE AFTER WAVE OF DEADLY RADIATION DOWN UPON THE SURFACE OF OUR PLANET, JUST BARELY DEFLECTED BY EARTH'S ATMOSPHERIC SHIELD. I CAN UNDERSTAND WHY YOU WOULDN'T LIKE IT. He says this trying to fit into the conversation but is obviously very bad at social interactions.
SORRY, WAS THAT THE RIGHT PHRASE USED FOR GREETING PEOPLE?
'How'd I know? I don't exactly get out much. Human society is a mystery to me. Rats are much more relatable'
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“Alright.” They say to Flint. They climb down.
Flint gets a few more rags to make another disgusting rag mound for Kapar
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“Well, ‘are you in good health,’ is sort of in the middle of caring and vaguely threatening.”
They sit down.
'Ya comfy?'
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“Yep.”
'This is the life, isn't it. How've ya been finding the sewers?'
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OH, IT WAS NOT MEANT AS A THREAT. I WAS SIMPLY TRYING TO GREET YOU. I DON'T GET OUT MUCH.
The Grim Sweeper begins to stare intensely at the pile of dirty rags with his hollow eye sockets.
'Ya want one?' Flint makes another disgusting rag mound for the Grim Sweeper
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“Great. Very little sunlight.” He says to flint.
'I know right. Don't know how many sewers you've lived in, but this is one of the best. Quiet, peaceful, decent trash to scavenge, and doesn't back up too much'
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“And very little sunlight.” He says again. He seems to really not like sunlight.
HM, He looks back up, OH, SORRY. I WAS DISTRACTED. THERE IS A LARGE AND VARIED AMOUNT OF BACTERIA AND VIRUSES BREEDING AND WARRING IN THOSE RAGS. THERE WAS A FASCINATING BATTLE BETWEEN SEVERAL DISEASE BEARING MICROORGANISMS THAT CAUGHT MY ATTENTION.
He sits down on the pile of rags calmly for he fears no disease.
'Ya really don't like sunlight do ya? Me neither. It's when you burn or tan, that's when ya know you've been out too long. Only happened once or twice to me, and then never again'
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“It never happened to me. I’ve never been in sunlight long enough.”
SUN. THAT GREAT BLAZING EYE THAT BURNS ABOVE OUR HEADS, SENDING WAVE AFTER WAVE OF DEADLY RADIATION DOWN UPON THE SURFACE OF OUR PLANET, JUST BARELY DEFLECTED BY EARTH'S ATMOSPHERIC SHIELD. I CAN UNDERSTAND WHY YOU WOULDN'T LIKE IT. He says this trying to fit into the conversation but is obviously very bad at social interactions.
'I envy you. How do you, like, survive? I mean, I have to go to the surface to sell my finds and buy food.'
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“…i eat insects. And other things.”