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If you weren't here to save Clarabelle's life, you'd be busy packing glim into your pockets. The camp is covered in the stuff. Dr. Vaughan barely looks at you.
- 89 - very chancy (41%)
- 111 - chancy (51%)
- 133 - modest (61%)
- 154 - very modest (71%)
- 176 - low-risk (81%)
- 198 - straightforward (91%)
- 217 - straightforward (100%)
Perhaps not what you wanted to hear'[…] So, what's dragged your carcass into the uncharted interior, then?'
You explain Clarabelle's state. She […] makes for your ship […]
Dr. Vaughan examines Clarabelle in private […] '[…] She will probably die.'
Dr. Vaughan ignores you for some grey ooze coming from the glim on the island. When she realize's you're human, you tell her about Clarabelle. Dr. Vaughan runs to your ship and examines Clarabelle, only to tell you that her pregnancy will kill her.
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Your throat is very clear indeedDr. Vaughan continues to abuse the glim-chunk with her pliers. She fails to acknowledge your presence, or even offer you tea. Is it any wonder that she was forced to flee from Clay agents, with these manners? And what is that tune that she's humming?