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[For whatever the reason, Ironhide has decided being outdoors in December is preferable to staying inside. You know, where it's warm.]

[He's... back on the beach. Bundled up in his big, black coat, and throwing a piece of driftwood for his Growlithe. Dog seems totally unfazed by the cold, running around and barking as if it were a summer day out.]

What is one meant to do, when stationed somewhere? Hmn? There is nothing to fight. Little to train for, and I cannot work these creatures constantly.

[He scowls, watching Dog scamper around.]

Not fair to them.

So... what is it I am meant to do here, if I am required to stay?