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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Guilt Puppy" data-source="post: 3295233" data-attributes="member: 6521">For the most part, the scarves hang back as you deliberate, busy with the task of rebuilding what they can, performing rites for the dead, and simply trying to determine what their plan of action is, at this point. Eventually, one man does stop forward to interrupt you -- an older fellow, compared to the bulk of this clan, but with no apparent role of leadership beyond that -- and to offer his own advice."Thanks on all you, and no doubt. But if your talk is what I'm hearing, there's no need for it. Go where there you're needed; our troubles can be ours, and they'll be handled. When everyone's well and rested, we'll check in the hole, and if there's another rod-man, we'll have numbers on it. As for this one..." He looks back at the group still stationed there, knocking the thing around at regular intervals. "If that's the only way we can find to handle it, well, that's what we'll keep on doing. But we've some smarts among us, too, and I give us a fair draw at figuring something better."(By the way, last I counted, everyone but Raven was wearing a scarf. Let me know if and/or when this ceases to be the case.)</blockquote>