[Oh, if looks could kill -- well, this guy wouldn't be dead, actually, because as much as she's keeping him in her view and struggling to puzzle out what the signals mean, she has to pay mind to the remaining zombies that would to eat her face if she let them get close enough, so she can't exactly focus on meanmugging him too much.]
Dunno -- jack shit 'bout him.
[They had a plan. They had a plan, and it would have avoided all of this. She hates him. She hates that this is the way things just are, and she wouldn't have hated him this fucking much before she knew about Teo and how he could make the world look to her. This guy and his friends are right, and they're doing this smartly.
She's wary of following him. What if he decides that they're leaving after all, shut up little girl, forget your useless companion? What if he tries to rob them blind? What if -- No. Okay. She had to make sure they didn't give up on her deal. Don't even imagine those worse scenarios until they had to be dealt with.]
Our city. [With a huff, Ryder finally hops down from her perch, her fingers still clenched tightly around the handle of her hatchet. She reluctantly moves closer to him.] He's not here 'cause you -- fucked us. He knows his shit. Wh-what do you want?
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Dunno -- jack shit 'bout him.
[They had a plan. They had a plan, and it would have avoided all of this. She hates him. She hates that this is the way things just are, and she wouldn't have hated him this fucking much before she knew about Teo and how he could make the world look to her. This guy and his friends are right, and they're doing this smartly.
She's wary of following him. What if he decides that they're leaving after all, shut up little girl, forget your useless companion? What if he tries to rob them blind? What if -- No. Okay. She had to make sure they didn't give up on her deal. Don't even imagine those worse scenarios until they had to be dealt with.]
Our city. [With a huff, Ryder finally hops down from her perch, her fingers still clenched tightly around the handle of her hatchet. She reluctantly moves closer to him.] He's not here 'cause you -- fucked us. He knows his shit. Wh-what do you want?
[What will get them to leave?]