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S: Right, right. (As Navichet climbs down off the front of the ironclad) Navichet knows all the comings and goings, doesn’t she?

(Navichet now stands on the ground between the ironclad and S, who stands leaned against the bike. She searches the ground)

NAVICHET: I keep good maps.

S: You do. WELL! (As Navichet begins collecting the gears and components she threw out of the engine compartment) Pretty good finds, yeah? What say we treat ourselves to one of those hot-sticks tonight?

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