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Jack: "Yeah, if it goes down I'm hiding in you're bag."
Jack: "Call me what you want, it keeps me safe."
Jack: "Yeah well I'd rather not find out."
Jack: "Maybe not to one, but five? Ten? Twenty!?!" He says.
Jack: "Sorry I'm a little on edge when there is literal DEMONS walking around."
Jack: "These forests give me the creeps. Too many trees for things to hide behind." He says with a shiver.
Jack: "Not many ways to phrase 'shut up'." He says.
Jack: He glares at him. "Shut it, I'm trying to listen."
Jack: "He did it in one bite! That's just impressive."
Jack: "He was still cool." He mutters. "Anyway, let's just go check the border."
Jack: "You told me a demon crushed Stan! You jerk." He says crossing his arms.
Jack: "Well not immediately." He says with a laugh. "Come on."
Jack: "Yeah, but I'll watch your back." He says.
Jack: "Well we should. Don't worry, I'll spot." He says as he shrinks and stands on Gunner's shoulder.
Jack: "Thanks man." He says sarcastically. "Did you check for demons along the edges yet?"
Jack: He jumps and pulls his spear out, but relaxes when he realizes it's Gunner. "I'm just bored is all."
Jack: He stands and plants his spear into the dirt.
Jack: He begins to whistle, as he leans back looking toward the sky.
Jack: He pokes a log, it falling over as embers enter the air.
Jack: He sighs and begins poking the fire with his spear.