Worry about my own end. We don't even have shovels that aren't rusted to hell.
[All muttered under his breath as he starts to brush aside the dead grass and flowers and clods of earth to get at the metal sheeting beneath. It's dubious that shovels would even work against this given the amount of wear on the things, but that's not about to stop him from being bitter about having to do this in the least efficient way possible.]
[All told, it's not the worst thing he's ever done. He's dirtied his hands before.]
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[All muttered under his breath as he starts to brush aside the dead grass and flowers and clods of earth to get at the metal sheeting beneath. It's dubious that shovels would even work against this given the amount of wear on the things, but that's not about to stop him from being bitter about having to do this in the least efficient way possible.]
[All told, it's not the worst thing he's ever done. He's dirtied his hands before.]