August: Back...to what?
"Hell."
August: O-oh...I guess... that's where we're going...
"Yeah. We'll be arriving soon."
He leaned back into 31 nuzzling his face in 31's chest
31 kisses the top of 217's head and cuddles him. August sits up
August: Wait-you guys aren't gonna torture me are you!?
"Eh...? Why would we do that.."
August: Well-it's hell, right? Like-fire and brimstone and-pitchforks...
31 laughs
31: Is that what they teach you on earth?
"I've never seen a pitchfork.."
31: I think it's some sort of...human tool...
August: Oh...then-what-what's gonna happen to me...?
"You'll get assigned a number, maybe a job.."
