R reached out and dragged it closer to him, so slow he almost look unhurried despite the Cornucopia not being that far away.
He came up with a potato and a can of tuna (he liked the shape, the curve of the steel; the little picture of a fish on the cover), holding them up to show Beck his trophies. R was banking on them being food and/or something useful to a human. If he lived long enough to make it to Julie or Howard, he'd let them take their pick.
"Thank...you." R started to lurch to his feet. A scream, faint but not faint enough, cut through the air from the Cornucopia's direction - a reminder that they might've survived the first hour or so, but that could easily change if they weren't careful and on the move. R held out his hand to help Beck back to his feet. "Stay...safe, o-kay?"
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He came up with a potato and a can of tuna (he liked the shape, the curve of the steel; the little picture of a fish on the cover), holding them up to show Beck his trophies. R was banking on them being food and/or something useful to a human. If he lived long enough to make it to Julie or Howard, he'd let them take their pick.
"Thank...you." R started to lurch to his feet. A scream, faint but not faint enough, cut through the air from the Cornucopia's direction - a reminder that they might've survived the first hour or so, but that could easily change if they weren't careful and on the move. R held out his hand to help Beck back to his feet. "Stay...safe, o-kay?"
He bobbed his head, looking Beck in the eye.