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[Laguna shook his head lightly and smiled as he made his way over to the kitchen area; popping the fridge open as he gazed inside. Being out for extended periods messed with your throat, made it all dry and scratchy...he could only assume after being legally dead for what he had heard was 6 hours would have left the poor man's throat feeling like a desert. All he could find was a few bottles of water, some beer, and even a little tomato juice...such a healthy diet he could already see.

With a sigh, he grabbed a beer and brought it over; using his gloved hand to pop the top as he handed it over to the white haired man]

Here, drink up, I'd imagine your throat feels about as bad as the rest of you.