"Huh, he must have been that traitor Aguilar was nagging about over the intercom before then..." Sechs pondered out loud to himself with a nod, "Hopefully he'll help us better than that Radio guy..."
"N-no, I'm ok," Sechs said in a strained tone. He put the toast back down and wrapped his uncovered arm around his middle. Geeze, what was wrong with him? It felt like the same metaphorical hand that punched him in the gut was now clutching at his abdomen! "I... I think I've just been eating my breakfast a bit too fast..." He tried to smile at his own little joke, but it came out too pained to be humorous. "Uh... That's all..."
At least, that was what he hoped it was.
"So uh... In the X-Ray room huh?" Sechs hastily added, trying to ignore the unfamiliar cramping in his belly. "Hopefully somebody found that clue and is gonna share it with us. There supposed to be more clues coming up or something?"
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"N-no, I'm ok," Sechs said in a strained tone. He put the toast back down and wrapped his uncovered arm around his middle. Geeze, what was wrong with him? It felt like the same metaphorical hand that punched him in the gut was now clutching at his abdomen! "I... I think I've just been eating my breakfast a bit too fast..." He tried to smile at his own little joke, but it came out too pained to be humorous. "Uh... That's all..."
At least, that was what he hoped it was.
"So uh... In the X-Ray room huh?" Sechs hastily added, trying to ignore the unfamiliar cramping in his belly. "Hopefully somebody found that clue and is gonna share it with us. There supposed to be more clues coming up or something?"