begging my god to make the wheels go 'round
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He was quiet for a moment, taking things in. It was a little unexpected, but he supposed that she had her reasons and he wasn't much for questioning what others did. “Okay…” he answered her, albeit quietly. “You gonna be okay going alone?” It was that timid resolve in her voice that made him wonder, thought that could have been directed at him. As much as he didn't want her to go, it wasn't his place to tell her to stay either and not everyone was capable of shedding the past, either. Through the sickness that had been around, it seemed like those that had gotten close enough to get it had lose the lines between past and present, so it came as no surprise to him that some inhabitants of their camp had fled.
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