I aint afeard at all, I thank God! said Christian strenuously. I'm glad I bain't, for then 'twon't pain me... I don't think I be afeard—or if I be I can't help it, and I don't deserve to suffer. I wish I was not afeard at all!

[A] Tumultuary and distracted frame of Mind, not knowing which way to take, to be amongst the kinds of this passion of Feare.

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The arms were also very octopusesque, with no suckers but tens of very thin tendrils at the end, all of which were dexterous. These “fingers” could manipulate objects that floated inside the suit as well, positioned by some unknown mechanism, ...