A very tall hulking adult man with fair skin says (muffled by a helmet), "Seems you are challenged little these days with what I can bring you."
You say, "What I get for bein so good."
You lament, "It's a curse."
A very tall hulking adult man with fair skin lets out a quiet snort of amusement.
You sense you don't have a prayer of opening the lock on a beaten larch lockbox, so you stop picking.
You glance up.
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