[To be fair... Rocket looks like he might actually delight in the idea of something to shoot too. Sorry, Toby, you're stuck with crazy people. Carefully, he pulls his gun off his back and hits the catch so it expands and is at the ready for anything that might happen and starts creeping over the rise where trees are starting to appear less sparingly.
Well, there were more trees here. Most seem to have burned to charred husks and there's some still burning, though it doesn't seem like it's spreading. In the thick of it, there's a body in the snow, too obscured by the ash and white powder to see clearly. Rocket's ears flatten.]
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Well, there were more trees here. Most seem to have burned to charred husks and there's some still burning, though it doesn't seem like it's spreading. In the thick of it, there's a body in the snow, too obscured by the ash and white powder to see clearly. Rocket's ears flatten.]
Aw shit. D'you think that's him?