. . .that sounded kind of wrong. i mean in a friendly way.

frost takes a long drag of his own, blowing the smoke through his nostrils. he’s quiet for a beat as his hearing aids take a second to catch up.

〝makes sense. . .〞

another pause as he breathes in more smoke.

〝what brings you to this settlement, anyways? you don’t look like a local to me.〞

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〝y’know, i noticed. . . this place has been awfully quiet, lately. i’m guessing the legionaries have got everyone running scared?〞