[Majima only just stops himself from jumping out of his skin when Matt shows up behind him. His nerves are still wound like coils, not quite shot, but getting there. He scoffs at his own skittish reaction and turns to look at his new company. Majima came up here to avoid that, but the guy looks harmless enough, and he's not about to burn bridges with the people he's stuck on a new planet with.
So, so, fucked.]
So they say. Some proof would be nice.
[He's definitely not going to stop worrying about it until they get some.]
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So, so, fucked.]
So they say. Some proof would be nice.
[He's definitely not going to stop worrying about it until they get some.]