[ His smile remains, though it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "A good friend," Altria says. A companion. Someone had called him that in the past, though its delivery was steeped in venom, held over his head. It invokes the taste of medicine, bitter as it melts against his tongue.
...he supposes, lately, "colleague" has felt more akin to the original definition for "companion." ]
Indeed, I discovered a handful of them. One of them has an admirable sense of justice, unable to ignore the plight of those in need. A crusader for those who do not possess the strength or courage to take up their own arms, be it in the literal sense or with her infectious enthusiasm.
[ ...which lands her in trouble from time to time, but that's neither here nor there. ]
I have learned from her that we do not need to concern ourselves with food and supplies. It appears everything required is provided by the City itself.
IM SO SCARED FOR HER... also feel free to go wild with her lie detector btw
...he supposes, lately, "colleague" has felt more akin to the original definition for "companion." ]
Indeed, I discovered a handful of them. One of them has an admirable sense of justice, unable to ignore the plight of those in need. A crusader for those who do not possess the strength or courage to take up their own arms, be it in the literal sense or with her infectious enthusiasm.
[ ...which lands her in trouble from time to time, but that's neither here nor there. ]
I have learned from her that we do not need to concern ourselves with food and supplies. It appears everything required is provided by the City itself.