Me, teach you something? Hell, I'll trade you for a good spar. I haven't found anyone here to train with suited up yet, no one's got armor quite like ours.
There's someone rattling off the Mother of Invention's classification numbers on the network. I'm going to make contact, thought you should know. I'll tell Tex, too.
[ There's a pause as York goes to look... he recognizes it, alright, and has an idea of what Augusta implies but there's no way to know who it is from that. Could be Maine. Could be... the thing that he became. ]
[ Her response is delayed, heart in her throat because she recognized the voice that responded to her, one she hadn't heard since he took a clip full of bullets to the throat helping her fight. ]
If I don't call in 30 minutes, assume the worst and get to safety. Don't risk Delta.
[ Maybe it's a bit morbid, but hell, he did throw her off a cliff. And if he does decide to try something she'd rather York not lose Delta trying to get revenge. ]
[ He appreciates that, really he does, but there's no way he's not coming for her. He won't go alone, and maybe he'll put Delta somewhere safe, but he's finding her. ]
If he spoke, it's gotta be safe. But I'll keep that in mind.
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