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... ore uncomfortable Mason got. It might have been a personal flaw. Paranoia, Blake might say. Mason just thought it good sense.
If this were a 'normal' situation—at least as 'normal' as being the guest of a bunch of medieval fantasy bird people might be—he might accept they were really 'guests'.
But this was the game, the post-apocalyptic AI shitshow, and they weren't just here to sit around and nap on a couch while some 'prophet' took care of everything.
"Why you look mise ...
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