Hell yeah bitches

First off, Widow, here's that footage you wanted. And yes I kept that horn. I use it as a conversation piece.

So most of my time so far has been slobbing around, not wearing a lot, eating greasy food and trying to cope with this arm sling. It makes hugs harder, but Erebus deserves them and everything else I'm giving him so I'm damn well giving him them. I'd be all sappy and "my heeeerooooo" but truth be told I think I'd have found another way to beat Ali at some point. Maybe grill him.

We've been having a lot of hamburgers recently. Oh the irony. Erebus assures me he's not cut Ali up into hamburger meat. He says it'd probably be poisonous. He has a point.

Pech gave us a painting in celebration of our victory. I didn't know he was into art, but turns out he's pretty damn good. Watching his oil-on-canvas self rip up a Tyranid is oddly inspiring, but I think it's gonna go somewhere where visitors won't see it. Maybe the upstairs landing? Also the eyes kinda follow you around the room which is weird.