[Duster pulls back his arm, glances at the shirt, and shrugs. It was only natural to share something he had that a neighbor needed. At least that was the general case in Tazmily. It was only after Duster disappeared that they started hoarding supplies for themselves.
He tosses it around his shoulders and leans over the box to further investigate.]
Maybe they have something bright and shiny. Something that'll help us see each other in the dark.
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He tosses it around his shoulders and leans over the box to further investigate.]
Maybe they have something bright and shiny. Something that'll help us see each other in the dark.