[She sort of nods her head a little bit. Way out? Well... closest thing to a way out anybody's gonna get in THIS place. She adjusts her grip on L's legs before starting, precariously, to clamber up onto the junk.]
[It's not the most ideal of situations, really, but at least they're almost there and nothing's trying to stop them, right?]
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[It's not the most ideal of situations, really, but at least they're almost there and nothing's trying to stop them, right?]
[.... Or not.]
[It's not close (yet), but a terrible sound echoes across the junkyard.]