Gus is relieved, he supposes, to have reduced his onus. This seems dreadfully important to the creature, and it is not uninteresting. He sighs, wipes his brow, and sits back to watch the continued process of reconstruction occurring before him.
"My name is Gus," he says finally, having nothing else to say.
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"My name is Gus," he says finally, having nothing else to say.