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Across the way, a gaunt, insectoid prisoner named Vrix clicks her mandibles thoughtfully. She speaks of a different path, suggesting that the key might lie in somehow befriending or bargaining with the guards. She points out that they may not be entirely devoid of emotion, though the hollow-eyed indifference of the creatures makes her theory seem tenuous at best. Her antennae twitch as she speaks, sensing the skepticism in the others.
