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Despite everything, your aimless wanderings eventually lead you over to the corner Mina’s claimed for herself–a crate outfitted with a <span class="mu-s">MAP OF THE ISLAND</span> and a meager set of <span class="mu-s">STICK-IT NOTES</span>. When you approach her, however, the heiress is merely gazing past the gate leading out of the cave and into the open ocean.
“Diesel.” She states in a tone that sounds more like a statement than a greeting.
Hey, you reply as you lean on the crate next to her. The Class Prez doesn’t make any attempt to continue the conversation.
How’s uh, you mutter, still reeling from her performance in the <span class="mu-s">SECURITY ROOM</span> and her subsequent speech, how’s she doing?
The girl shoots you a sideways glance from behind a curtain of long, black bangs. “... As well as can be expected, I suppose.”
Silence falls over the two of you again as the girl continues to watch the water lap at the side of the boat.
“Did you need something from me?”
>I’VE GOT SOME INFO!
>IS DARREN GONNA BE OKAY?
>SORRY ABOUT... EVERYTHING.
>YOU SEEM A LITTLE UPSET…
>WHAT’S THE NEXT MOVE?
>ANY THOUGHTS ON (CHARACTER)?
>ABOUT JAKE AND PEPPER…
>I’VE BEEN FEELING STRANGE LATELY…
>NEVER MIND, I’LL LEAVE YOU TO IT!
>WRITE-IN!
