"Not sure, I haven't gotten any this time yet. Wyatt gets loads since he's BFF's with one of the Mentors and everyone loves them. First aid kits, food, knives, whatever. Not like it really does shit when everything is out to kill you."
She takes Joel's gruffness with the same stride she always did, slipping back into his familiar presence like an old wool sweater. Perfect fit and utter comfort.
Not that she would hesitate to chew him out if she needed to.
She looks at Wyatt thoughtfully. "It's good to know that's how their sending them, I guess, but it sounds really risky. Maybe I have been sent shit and just didn't know it."
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She takes Joel's gruffness with the same stride she always did, slipping back into his familiar presence like an old wool sweater. Perfect fit and utter comfort.
Not that she would hesitate to chew him out if she needed to.
She looks at Wyatt thoughtfully. "It's good to know that's how their sending them, I guess, but it sounds really risky. Maybe I have been sent shit and just didn't know it."