Dualscar leaves without looking back, and retreats to the library. He brushes the drones aside as they try to pester him, and hides in the room behind the shelves. Once there, he pulls out a very old, very tattered and well-loved book, curls into a ball on a pile of cushions in the corner, and starts reading.
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Dualscar leaves without looking back, and retreats to the library. He brushes the drones aside as they try to pester him, and hides in the room behind the shelves. Once there, he pulls out a very old, very tattered and well-loved book, curls into a ball on a pile of cushions in the corner, and starts reading.