[Rhade is walking briskly at this point, knowing something is wrong with him but not why it only started now when the flood has been going on for at least a day.
But when Dylan stops to ask him how he's doing, he answers quickly without thinking about it.]
I'm physically fine, but I'm slightly confused as to what's going on and still a little depressed. [He rubs his hands together, turning in place again to stare around him accusingly. You did this, ship, is what this look says.]
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