[ Joel is also nursing his drink. He needs it, but he also has no intention of letting his guard down in a strange new place, surrounded by strangers. It's not a smart move.
That sound about right? she asks, and he simply grunts in affirmation. He can't imagine why anyone would want the likes of him for a war, he's not any kind of expert in the cordyceps, he knows only what any other survivor of it knows. Then again, there probably aren't any actual experts still alive in his world.
That's a rabbithole he's not interested in going down. He takes another drink of his beer. ]
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That sound about right? she asks, and he simply grunts in affirmation. He can't imagine why anyone would want the likes of him for a war, he's not any kind of expert in the cordyceps, he knows only what any other survivor of it knows. Then again, there probably aren't any actual experts still alive in his world.
That's a rabbithole he's not interested in going down. He takes another drink of his beer. ]
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