[Dean glances at it, but what's left of his natural curiosity has been securely boarded up; his heart was always made up of incredibly thick-walled chambers, but now there are more compartments than ever. He has more need of the kind of safeguards that allow one section to be flooded and another to remain dry than ever. He has more need not to sink and a harder time staying above water.
He points up instead, at the single bare bulb in its practical metal shade and wire grate.]
[ Spam ]
He points up instead, at the single bare bulb in its practical metal shade and wire grate.]
I got lights.