Soldat shrugs at her, holding the door into the next car down the line, which happens to be the gym car: largely open, with wooden floors, variable goal items, and cupboards of game balls. "I'm not going to argue with you about it, Merwen. If you want to keep going on not wearing clothes, I'll let you handle everyone else's reaction. But you should still let me have the ones they gave you to alter. So you'll at least have something for missions."
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