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Log 32, Farewell. This expedition has come to an end. I need to head back to where I first landed on the planet so a hangar can pick me up. I.L.O is stingy about not leaving anything on the planet in case it messes up the ecosystem somehow so being teleported back to the ship isn’t an option. Plus, I had to drop someone off. Georg was hesitant to go back to the marsh, ice heads are social animals, so I thought he’d be happy to return to his pack, maybe he doesn’t have a pack to return to. However, after a hug and a few clicks, he walked into the trees without looking back. Georg probably learned a lot from this expedition as well, I doubt ice heads leave the marsh; who knows what he’ll tell the other ice heads. I know this won’t be my last time on this planet, but I think that I should take a break, it’s been a while since I’ve seen my friends, maybe we could plan a trip together.
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