[At least someone has, because Cayde’s all but forgotten about it. He looks at his wrist display with a frown — he should hopefully have one pearl left, if he didn't lose it in the fall, but that's only another hour once this runs low. Less than great.]
[He looks down as the ground turns to sand, looking up at the walls for some sign of a breeched hull down here, then back at... The Last. They're gonna have to think up a better name.]
How long have you been down here? How've you survived?
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[He looks down as the ground turns to sand, looking up at the walls for some sign of a breeched hull down here, then back at... The Last. They're gonna have to think up a better name.]
How long have you been down here? How've you survived?