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The large hybrid managed to smile at Alister's reassurance of helping him replenish the stock. We'll be needing plenty to repair the damages after the storm. He was feeling surprisingly calm about this ordeal. Perhaps it was because he couldn't comprehend just how bad it truly was. Either way he was feeling rather calm, and it hadn't occurred to him that they wouldn't be fine after the storm passed, or that anyone might die.
He nodded his head, accepting the orders Alister gave as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It was unlikely to stop being so for him. Hadley could take control, but he was much more comfortable being told what to do. It was a lifestyle he'd grown comfortable with. Taking as much as he could he began to head down the streets, working swiftly to board up as much as he could, the wind slowly chilling his body.