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It was dark. Wyatt was on the top deck of the Viper It was cold. He didn't care, he was depressed then worried about the cold. All he could think about was his blade, it was gone and he had no way of knowing where it was. He had not lost only his weapon, but part of his soul. He has had that blade through more battles then he actually cared to remember.
He must have been out in the cold without his armor for hours now, but one of the perks of being a squad member was a nice little healing factor that made the cold more of an annoyance then a real health hazard.
Dustin was healed and he was planning to make some kind of amends where he could, if it was possible. He stood beside Wyatt it was a very dangerous place to be right now.
"Hey, listen. I know that you feel--" Wyatt was fast a
