[he has no idea, himself, so it's hard to respond directly. he doesn't want to lie...]
How...how does anyone know where to start... [it's a blurted-out thought, not exactly directed at his guide, as his eyes have drawn back toward the shelves D33 had gestured.]
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How...how does anyone know where to start... [it's a blurted-out thought, not exactly directed at his guide, as his eyes have drawn back toward the shelves D33 had gestured.]