It's a weapon. [Any further explanation is cut short by coughing, and he goes quiet. He's too cold to have the energy for arguing, which is saying something when it comes to Raphael. He's been tired since he got here, his reflexes are slower than they should be, and all he wants to do is crawl down in a hole somewhere and sleep until it warms up.
He doesn't type anything once he stops talking. These devices aren't made for turtle hands.]
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He doesn't type anything once he stops talking. These devices aren't made for turtle hands.]