Yeeeep. Tv T
..Mihal, (no not Micheal auto-correct), was brought to.. huh, a actual bed in this place, strange seeing something comfy in this hell home, his arms were patched up.. his leg.. and not expecting a cup of good ol tea on the night stand next to him, though he could still hear the quiet clanking of robots being carried, and made.. there was still.. the slight noise of Heisenberg, working on something perhaps?
.. WELP! Everything should actually be turned off, attack wise anyways. He would’ve died in his sleep if not, but the singing wasn’t to far anyways, so maybe it’ll be fine anyways!..
“Digging.. myself, a graveeee.. Digging.. myself, a graveeeee.. ..when the road.. gets tough ahead.. you can just dig yourself, a grave, climb in instead.. than go back to your comfortable bed..will you dig a grave, with me!..”