Savage, [ comes a familiar voice, though it lacks any hint of recognition. Now would be the moment she smiles and says 'Hey, dude.' But that moment never comes. Instead, he doesn't even get so much as a second glance. Instead, her attention is on the crocodile. He'd decapitated it pretty neatly; he'll do fine, in this place.
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That's good. ]
You're pretty good with that thing.