| Character | Subtitle | |
|---|---|---|
| Wastrel A | Do you ever think, when we die... All these memories lost. Like tears in the rain. | |
| Wastrel B | What the fuck are you on about, mate? | |
| Wastrel A | Well, you can't see tears in the bloody rain, can you? | |
| Wastrel B | Oh. That's quite clever, then, really. | |
| Wastrel A | Well, I thought so. | |
| Wastrel B | Did we always feel this awful, do you think? But the Joy covered it up? | |
| Wastrel A | No, mate. I think we're legitimately sick. | |
| Wastrel B | Well, that's a relief, I suppose. | |
| Wastrel A | I think it was that stew we stole. | |
| Wastrel B | What was? | |
| Wastrel A | That made us sick. The stew. That we robbed from those-- | |
| Wastrel B | ?Oh. Maybe. It did smell a bit off. | |
| Wastrel A | What do you think the meat was? | |
| Wastrel B | I don't know. Rat? | |
| Wastrel A | The pieces were too big. | |
| Wastrel B | Oh. You're not saying it was.. | |
| Wastrel A | No. Of course not. ... Rabbit, maybe. Rabbit always tastes off. | |
| Wastrel B | Oh. Because I thought you were--. | |
| Wastrel A | Do you think we're for it, then? | |
| Wastrel B | You mean are we going to die of this? | |
| Wastrel A | No, we'll probably starve to death first. |
Perhaps meant to be part of the early questlines teaching the player survival skills, like not eating rancid stew.
These lines weren't numbered, so I put them in what I believe is the most likely order, just based on how the conversation flows.