[ The glinting thing, which Mako was privately hoping might be a harmonica, turns out to be a broken telescope. He picks the frozen thing up between two fingers, frowning at it. ]
I'd like to know more, myself. Might give us some clues about how to survive this place. You think we'll ever get the chance to actually leave?
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[ The glinting thing, which Mako was privately hoping might be a harmonica, turns out to be a broken telescope. He picks the frozen thing up between two fingers, frowning at it. ]
I'd like to know more, myself. Might give us some clues about how to survive this place. You think we'll ever get the chance to actually leave?