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Orphos finally managed to stagger to his feet, though he had to lean on the nearby wall for support. Through his alcohol-induced haze, he managed a suspicious expression, directed more at the Raccoon than Galaxian. "What are you doing here? I thought you were dead or... something."

The Masked One huffed disdainfully. "Sorry to disappoint. I was instructed to deliver a message, but by the looks of it, I doubt you'd remember it later," they replied.