[Otto sags a little. That...is enough of an answer on its own, yes.]
...alright.
[The anger's well and truly drained out of him now, leaving nothing but exhaustion and dread. He follows quietly, the lower actuators still supporting his movements as he walks.]
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...alright.
[The anger's well and truly drained out of him now, leaving nothing but exhaustion and dread. He follows quietly, the lower actuators still supporting his movements as he walks.]