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... ran out of bread, took a drink, and pushed himself back to his feet with the same restless energy he seemed to bring into everything. "Alright," he said, brushing dust from his clothes, "break’s over. We move again, yeah?"
No one objected. The pause had done what it needed to do. Max got his bag back over one shoulder, Alice rose with the axe appearing in her hand, Marika stood up, and Nep followed a second later, still carrying that sour mood around him like it belonged there.
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