"...That sounds rough, lass." The sympathy is genuine, even if it doesn't come from a place of true understanding. Erin tucks her hands into her pockets and takes a couple of deep breaths. "I'm afraid you're out of work here either way. We just got a hard lesson in where the dead go here when they don't get back up, and it's just...Nothing. Presence of time, absence of sensation as far as I can tell. The survivors who just returned are dealing with that and it. Very much seems to suck."
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