Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20150304003640/@comment-7637833-20150312031836

Finally, Gunnar turned to look at her. He watched her armor move away to show her as she was earlier, though with a glow under her fur that he guessed was due to where her tools were stored. He sighed, choosing to dismiss his helmet. Once it disassembled and disappeared under his suit.

"I'm not sure if I can be helped... especially since... my sister died..." he admitted, looking down at his boots.

'Yes, and it's YOUR fault. You made me go there... you made me DIE.'