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[shotinhead]

[ Right. These things can broadcast video and audio - thankfully, the Courier is keeping it on audio, but they're talking into it from near the farm entrances. So can be pestered in-person as well! They've removed their armour for once, and... are short for a Courier. ]

...What food isn't toxic here.

[ After a moment, they decide to add: ] And-- is this really the past?

[ They still don't believe in dimensional travel - but the Courier does think that they could have been sent though time. There's a long amount of silence, before the audio ends. ]

Comments

[dont_f_up]

Ah hell no, Red ain't a robo-dog. He's a livin' dog. And he's my best friend.

[Sniff.]

Ah wish he was here! God [beep] damnit.

[shotinhead]

...I can't help you with that. Don't know what gets sent here - otherwise I'd keep an eye out.

[dont_f_up]

Ah know. It ain't like it's going to be hard without him honeybuns, but I'll make due. If you keep an eye out for him, he's big and red and has big dopey eyes.