WRETCH: yo, mills. mills
WRETCH: listen to me ok
WRETCH: yr a good person and a good friend and like
WRETCH: i know this shit and i know spit better than anybody should
WRETCH: shes beat my ass a lot of time in these games and i guess im not. good at this game
WRETCH: but
WRETCH: you’re smart and shit and maybe if we just
WRETCH: we team up or some shit if yr up for it and we take care of shit here at voidsy’s
EASTWOOD: Not a bad plan- oh for the love of- I can’t help you there right now, not with this on my plate, and Void’s the only one who can see what’s actually happening.
WRETCH: yea so like
WRETCH: we got this mills
Miller nods, trying to get her breathing even all over again. She wipes tears off her cheeks and tries to play off the fact that they’re still coming, even as her voice steadies.
MILLER: Okay.
MILLER: W-we’ll do our best here then!
MILLER: We’ll have Lady fill in your TCPs and make a plan, seeing as we’re locked in there for now anyway…
MILLER: Go figure out what happened, and keep us posted.
MILLER: We’re counting on you!