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Dread over what's going to happen to Foxy weighs down on the Hive, making even basic movement a challenge. JJ's reaction is all the more concerning, a firm reminder that no matter how close to comfortable you're getting with your 'crew', you're still a bunch of Humans.
The only Humans that aren't Guests.
JJ is a machine, however cute and eager to help. Charlie is cheery but seems like she'd dissect you the second you stop being useful... She was a Human once, but you get the feeling she'd be offended if you called her one now.
Twelve of the Hive's souls are already forfeit. No final words, nothing to remember them by.
You consider checking where the fight was later, maybe see if the Canine really is dead. Maybe scavenge the hook. Either to weaponize or for remembrance. The Hive can’t decide.
<request>Checking the restroom, can you handle the Kitchen?
JJ seems to pick up on the depressed vibe, and gives a thumbs up but doesn't say a word.
...
You scour the Restroom, the audible sobbing of the Canine echoing from outside, not letting you forget. Desperate for noise that isn’t a damn child sobbing as it dies, you try the Shadow.
<inquiry>Do you know where this stuff comes from? That dusty white shit?
...
The Shadow doesn’t respond.
You're still standing in the Restroom when JJ returns.
>"Nothing in the Kitchen or Pantry, Sir."
Of course, nothing can be easy Tonight.
