[ zero just shrugs in response, a sharp little movement. goodbye to that doll. they don't need it, not after that lovely little image of handsome jack drowning in sludge, struggling to claw his way up to the surface—
ah, yeah. they'll be remembering that image. maybe they'll do it again. zero starts moving through the mud, going to spot where the doll fell. ]
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ah, yeah. they'll be remembering that image. maybe they'll do it again. zero starts moving through the mud, going to spot where the doll fell. ]