[If there's one thing Evelyn didn't expect to hear, it was a proper schooling on whatever depraved world from which Dan hails, apparently bereft of potable water, non-toxic foodstuffs, and anything remotely resembling safety. Radioactive lightning storms? Psychotic bandits? Enormous, murderous creatures?
The list goes on and she finds herself too distracted as it grows, her fingers clutching her tea but her drink otherwise untouched, the inhospitality of his universe terrifying. Clearly people were not meant to live in conditions like that, and yet-
The "war" he mentions is reason enough, Evelyn can in part imagine some tremendous series of explosions rendering everything much less welcoming, much less approachable, and much more deadly. There's worse. She believes it.]
I do.
[Poleaxed, Evelyn looks down into her cup - there is a reason now for why Dan seems so quietly grateful for the near-tranquility and the abundance of supplies.]
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The list goes on and she finds herself too distracted as it grows, her fingers clutching her tea but her drink otherwise untouched, the inhospitality of his universe terrifying. Clearly people were not meant to live in conditions like that, and yet-
The "war" he mentions is reason enough, Evelyn can in part imagine some tremendous series of explosions rendering everything much less welcoming, much less approachable, and much more deadly. There's worse. She believes it.]
I do.
[Poleaxed, Evelyn looks down into her cup - there is a reason now for why Dan seems so quietly grateful for the near-tranquility and the abundance of supplies.]