"She doesn't have a choice," says Iman sharply, "and neither do we." She extends her hand again but the kid just curls up and whimpers.
This is shit. There's nothing she can do, but if they walk away someone else will find her.
She lets out a heavy sigh, then shifts herself to look through the corpse. It's a grim business, but it's what she has to do. They always seem to be carrying random shit, and hey - couple vials of EVE, some ammo, not bad. She hands one of the vials to Rush wordlessly, then gets up, turns her back, and starts walking away. Jerks her head for Rush to follow.
"We'll give her space," she whispers. "Eventually she has to go back to wherever it is they come from. Anyone tries to interfere with her we'll make sure they don't succeed."
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This is shit. There's nothing she can do, but if they walk away someone else will find her.
She lets out a heavy sigh, then shifts herself to look through the corpse. It's a grim business, but it's what she has to do. They always seem to be carrying random shit, and hey - couple vials of EVE, some ammo, not bad. She hands one of the vials to Rush wordlessly, then gets up, turns her back, and starts walking away. Jerks her head for Rush to follow.
"We'll give her space," she whispers. "Eventually she has to go back to wherever it is they come from. Anyone tries to interfere with her we'll make sure they don't succeed."