[She doesn't want this to become a snipe feast either. Knowing that Spinel was killed-and by the shadow creature-it weighs heavy on her, and she has a feeling Sync feels the same.
It's been a hard few months for the replica.
Quietly, she leads him to the bathing area, away from the sleeping quarters. It's strangely cave like, but least this way they can be certain about hearing anyone who could possibly come by. She sits down on an outcropping of rock, and loosens her collar. Glass hummingbird and butterfly pop out, and they move to explore the area, leaving Sync alone.]
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It's been a hard few months for the replica.
Quietly, she leads him to the bathing area, away from the sleeping quarters. It's strangely cave like, but least this way they can be certain about hearing anyone who could possibly come by. She sits down on an outcropping of rock, and loosens her collar. Glass hummingbird and butterfly pop out, and they move to explore the area, leaving Sync alone.]