Technically it's safer, and... there's a lot of things I'm not used to having anymore. I mean, god, I never thought I'd see the internet again. Not like it was. But...
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Yeah. Uh, honestly, for me, it's weird to have my own room and a laptop and... it's not nearly the same, I know, but... I get how it's complicated. Being here.
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[she sounds more curious than accusatory, though]
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Maxine needed all the hands she could get while I was recovering.
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I was in the hospital already, so...
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I was stabbed.
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[clearly wasn't expecting that]
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A little less than a year, back home.
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[shrugs, then holds up the pad, as if asking permission]
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Yeah. I know what you mean.
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I mean, there's also the time I've spent here, but...
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I'm guessing that aside from random bouts of psychosis and kidnappings, this has been a kind of vacation for you, too?
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[awkward, she's used to pretty much ignoring the zombies]
Yeah.
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[he trails off, shrugging a little, before starting to sift through the first aid kit again]
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I think people just think it's weird I want to go home.
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[and starting to stick them on to the most obvious cuts]
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