[This guy really didn't get it, did he? Though Gene was kind of amused that Detroit seemed to recognize... whoever it was he was supposed to be. Probably couldn't hurt to humour the guy, at least a little. He had taken to carrying the axe slung over his back by the strap (you never knew when it might come in handy) so he lifted the instrument over his head, then held it out to the man by the neck.]
Knock yourself out.
[He thought to shoot an apologetic look to Stellaris for the delay, but she seemed amused enough by the circumstances.]
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Knock yourself out.
[He thought to shoot an apologetic look to Stellaris for the delay, but she seemed amused enough by the circumstances.]