Diane, I think it's for the best that we get out of here. You and I could both get killed.
Diane still looks troubled, but she nods and grabs Celeste, who is still panicking. Carrying Celeste back makes the journey take a long while, and it's annoying as hell how she keeps kicking and blubbering.
You take turns in carrying her, you were holding her over your shoulders and then you arrived. She lands with a thud and gets the air knocked out of her. It shut her up at least.
She gets to sit behind the drivers seat, wedged nicely next to Sasha.
You rip the gag from her mouth and she ,thankfully, has enough brains to not scream.
You sit down and try to think of what to do next when Diane looks really wracked with indecision.
Look, you don't have to choose right now. Ok? We don't have the materials and i don't want to do it unless you are completely willing. You had a hard life already.
She looks at you for a moment and then sighs and buries her head in her hands.I'm happy you didn't lie about the pain at least. They lied a lot to me about the amount of pain.
....Who did?
My mother. And the doctor...She hugs herself and you see a few tears roll down her cheeks.
How are you going to handle this? Hugz are most certainly allowed.
Also say what to do after that.
Health:Alright. (arm hit,)
Energy:Rested-ish.
Infectivity 31%
Hunger: Fed.
Durability level 2.5
Inventory:5 Biobombs. 28 worms.Smith & Wesson Model 500 (loaded), 10 .50 caliber bullets, 4 ammo boxes of .50 cal ammo. Remington Model 870(loaded) with 20 shells.
Gun experience: Can hit stuff.
Safe-house security:None.
Rage: Used for today.
Horde: 120-ish normals.
Closest friend: Diane.
Paternal relationship: Katey.