[Firo stares--well, it's sort of half a glare--at Crow as he tries to figure out just what offended the kid so much. When he finally comes up with something, he feels a little guilty.]
...Are you worried about dyin'?
[But can Crow even die? Firo'd assumed that a robot couldn't.]
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...Are you worried about dyin'?
[But can Crow even die? Firo'd assumed that a robot couldn't.]