oh stevie, i'm so sorry for doubting you. it was so wrong of me to imply that you could have possibly lost your primary weapon, like that's something that doesn't happen to people all the time. i shouldn't have even let myself think it let alone say it to your face and i am deeply sorry. please, if you can find the grace in your heart, try to forgive me for my transgressions. i am truly sorry and i humbly repent.
You didn't need to apologize for saying you lost my bat you were apologizing for ignoring the obvious texts I sent. So maybe apologizing for not paying attention to the person asking you for help?
oh my god i feel like we're talking past each other.
[ This might go better if they weren't texting, but Eddie's working right now and she has no fucking clue where Steve got billeted once he and his rag-tag group of Indy refugees arrived. She doesn't have time to go find him and sit him down and hold his hand and ask him genuine questions about his mental state and physical health.
Even if she kind of wished someone had done that to her when she first arrived. Adjusting to Jackson after roughing it in the wilderness wasn't easy. ]
So maybe it's good she changes the subject. Steve isn't going to admit it but his back's still up; maybe it'll be up for a while. He was born into this world so infected are just par for the course but he knows that he had been sheltered from the worst of it. The people.
There had been some near-misses getting here.]
Medical? Nah, I'm good. Nothing a few regular meals couldn't fix.
[He got put on construction; they were nice enough when they told him there wasn't a chance in hell he'd be on patrol off the bat.]
[ Eddie's on a childcare rotation today; it had been the first job she'd been able to handle, physically, for a long time after she arrived. And, much to her surprise, she found she actually liked it. She doesn't know what to do with the really little kids, but the ones who are old enough to follow a linear story?
She's pretty popular with the kids. Which, in turn, has softened a fair number of the adults towards her, their parents. It's made life in Jackson surprisingly pleasant, a drastic change of pace from her existence in the Indy QZ.
Steve's experience is probably the opposite. ]
you should probably go just to be safe. we got real doctors here. you'll be in good hands.
that's not what i'm worried about. if you'd been bitted you'd have turned by now, obviously.
i'm just saying. you don't have to power through shit here. it took me a while to get used to but it's nice. real doctors, real food, real hot showers.
[ It's only after she said all that that she remembers that Steve's probably been used to real doctors, real food, and real hot showers. The raccoons in her bed had been a joke, but the cold showers? That was all too real. ]
[ He's going to have to learn to work with all kinds of people if he's going to stick around. This is a commune. They're communists. And communists, apparently, do everything by committee and pretty much everything is collaborative. It had taken a little getting used to. ]
[Yeah he's cool with the whole concept of communism, actually. Steve had ridden his parents' coattails in the QZ for sure. For a while. Maybe he's still growing out of it-- like, he'd rather not clean the bathrooms-- but he wasn't the same as he had been.]
Kinda nuts how well they've taken to everything, actually. They're like FOOD! And everything's cool. We ate some not great shit on the road.
[ She'll be pleased to discover that once they actually spend time together. She didn't really know Steve much before Indy fell, but she knew enough about him to have a pretty clear mental image of what he was like. It'll be nice to be proven wrong. ]
they're young. more flexible.
[ Said like they're not barely twenty themselves. ]
the food is pretty good, it's true. have you taken a tour of the greenhouses yet? those things are fucking wild.
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oh stevie, i'm so sorry for doubting you. it was so wrong of me to imply that you could have possibly lost your primary weapon, like that's something that doesn't happen to people all the time. i shouldn't have even let myself think it let alone say it to your face and i am deeply sorry. please, if you can find the grace in your heart, try to forgive me for my transgressions. i am truly sorry and i humbly repent.
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why do people like you
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fine.
look. i'm sorry i said you lost your bat. you told me earlier it broke and i forgot. i'll still help you make a new one.
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Anyway fine I accept.
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[ This might go better if they weren't texting, but Eddie's working right now and she has no fucking clue where Steve got billeted once he and his rag-tag group of Indy refugees arrived. She doesn't have time to go find him and sit him down and hold his hand and ask him genuine questions about his mental state and physical health.
Even if she kind of wished someone had done that to her when she first arrived. Adjusting to Jackson after roughing it in the wilderness wasn't easy. ]
hey. you been to medical yet?
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So maybe it's good she changes the subject. Steve isn't going to admit it but his back's still up; maybe it'll be up for a while. He was born into this world so infected are just par for the course but he knows that he had been sheltered from the worst of it. The people.
There had been some near-misses getting here.]
Medical? Nah, I'm good. Nothing a few regular meals couldn't fix.
[He got put on construction; they were nice enough when they told him there wasn't a chance in hell he'd be on patrol off the bat.]
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She's pretty popular with the kids. Which, in turn, has softened a fair number of the adults towards her, their parents. It's made life in Jackson surprisingly pleasant, a drastic change of pace from her existence in the Indy QZ.
Steve's experience is probably the opposite. ]
you should probably go just to be safe. we got real doctors here. you'll be in good hands.
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i'm just saying. you don't have to power through shit here. it took me a while to get used to but it's nice. real doctors, real food, real hot showers.
[ It's only after she said all that that she remembers that Steve's probably been used to real doctors, real food, and real hot showers. The raccoons in her bed had been a joke, but the cold showers? That was all too real. ]
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[Rationing could be a matter of who you knew but hot water was more equalized, unfortunately.]
But listen if you're a bad teacher and I hurt myself latheing, I will keep the doctors in mind.
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[ So sue her for trying to be nice. ]
how dare you i am an excellent teacher. don't worry, harrington, you'll soon be holding the best bat you've ever seen all courtesy of yours truly.
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[Just... doing projects with Munson. Not weird at all.]
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how are the others settling in?
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Kinda nuts how well they've taken to everything, actually. They're like
FOOD!
And everything's cool. We ate some not great shit on the road.
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they're young. more flexible.
[ Said like they're not barely twenty themselves. ]
the food is pretty good, it's true. have you taken a tour of the greenhouses yet? those things are fucking wild.