[Dave fell face first into the snow about 2 minutes ago, but he hasn't made a single move to get up since then. He assumed he was here alone, and that he was probably just going to die or fall back through the wormhole and go back home. He's leaving his options wide open and putting it all in the hands of the universe.
Plus he hit his head pretty hard, he feels kind of shitty and standing seems like a lot of effort for no pay off.
He hears the footsteps of someone approaching, but all he does is roll onto his back. He already looks like an idiot, obviously he should roll with it.]
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Plus he hit his head pretty hard, he feels kind of shitty and standing seems like a lot of effort for no pay off.
He hears the footsteps of someone approaching, but all he does is roll onto his back. He already looks like an idiot, obviously he should roll with it.]
I'm dead. Move along.