Okay, no deer targets for you, only regular targets. [And certainly no people-shaped targets. He does not need to teach her that unless she asks.] Wonder if messed up flux deer is good eats.
[That's mostly a joke. He's not sure he'd want to eat anything not already cooked and canned and bagged and sealed and whatnot from out there in any given crazy weird zone. And now that the train's running, there's more fresh goods from farmtown, so food isn't exactly at some kind of premium.]
So what is it you do? For a job. You got something that's keeping you afloat? You drive your car okay? [Is she safe, in the wake of the everything, does she need pointers, is she okay--he can't help but let the dad show through.]
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[That's mostly a joke. He's not sure he'd want to eat anything not already cooked and canned and bagged and sealed and whatnot from out there in any given crazy weird zone. And now that the train's running, there's more fresh goods from farmtown, so food isn't exactly at some kind of premium.]
So what is it you do? For a job. You got something that's keeping you afloat? You drive your car okay? [Is she safe, in the wake of the everything, does she need pointers, is she okay--he can't help but let the dad show through.]