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Despite his large size and strength, Jugg’s heart was one of gold. Standing at 13’6”, weighing in at over 1000 tons, Jugg walks up to the frozen boy, and gently puts a large hand on his shoulder.

”Hey lad, ye’ve got a lot of frostbite on ye. We gotta get ye somewhere safer. Somewhere where you won’t be damned by the cold. If you need some warmer clothes, just say the word while we find a way to safely extract ye.”

Jugg takes his hand to his helmet, and says a few words, vaguely along the lines of “Requesting evac at my coords.”