Afterfour weeks, Engwar's attention would have gone to something else,perhaps the approaching arrival of the T'swa. Romlar stopped and looked around. Ahead someone farted, loud and long, to a mixture of groans and laughter. He spread his insulating ground pad beside his rifle,unrolled his sleeping bag on top of it, opened the bag and laid down on it.
***Again Romlar sat in the inky dark alone. Urkwal knelt where the branches had been cut away, toscrabble beneath limbs and foliage. Itsdoors opened to floor nine, and another register faced him as he steppedout. So he'd watched out the window till he sawguys start to come out of the messhall.
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