>>5159235“Well,” Jun interjects with a yawn, “You’re more than welcome to work with <span class="mu-b">R&D</span> on your little science project…” He pauses to look your way. “If Parble signs off on it, that is.”
“<span class="mu-i">PLEASE, STAN!</span>” Denise whimpers, clinging to your leg! “<span class="mu-i">I-I’m not MADE for pr-prison! Th-they’ll EAT ME ALIVE in here! I BEG you from o-one CHESS NUT to a-another…</span>”
Both of her saucer-sized lenses fixate on your face. “<span class="mu-i">D-don’t l-leave me in here!</span>”
Letting her fester for a minute, you eventually respond with a noncommittal shrug. <span class="mu-i">MAYBE,</span> you grunt, but before you make the judgment call here…
>HOW THE HELL DID SHE GET CAUGHT WITH THOSE CHEMICALS?>TALBOT’S HUMAN NOW, YOU KNOW! WHAT CAN SHE TELL YOU ABOUT HIM?>WHAT DOES SHE KNOW ABOUT TRAITORS? IS SHE ONE?>SHE USED YOUR DAMN BATH, DIDN’T SHE? ADMIT IT!>NEVER MIND–SHE CAN STAY IN JAIL!>FORGET IT–YOU’RE TAKING HER NOW!>WRITE-IN! 