[ Whatever insensitivity comes from the question is ignored. Worse things have been said to him throughout his life because he can't speak, and beyond that, as long as no one treats him as if he's stupid, it makes little difference what others might think of that. Being mute shouldn't mean anything, in any world, and all he does is nod once in reply before looking around the room. Too many smiling, happy faces. Too many questions filling to the brim, and he hates not knowing anything just as much as this guy seems to. ]
Have you tried asking anyone? [ Ivor prefers the blunt approach; no one is going to give them answers if they don't try. Texting is so tedious too, and he misses the ease of his comp band. Maybe he could figure out how to make it work if he had time and the right equipment. ] It's more politics than a game. Killing is just another tool for them to use.
[ Like us. But it's only implied, not said. He still doesn't know if anyone from that warehouse had chosen this side for reasons similar to his own or simply because they enjoyed killing; it was a fine line to walk. ]
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Have you tried asking anyone? [ Ivor prefers the blunt approach; no one is going to give them answers if they don't try. Texting is so tedious too, and he misses the ease of his comp band. Maybe he could figure out how to make it work if he had time and the right equipment. ] It's more politics than a game. Killing is just another tool for them to use.
[ Like us. But it's only implied, not said. He still doesn't know if anyone from that warehouse had chosen this side for reasons similar to his own or simply because they enjoyed killing; it was a fine line to walk. ]