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She stood, brushing herself off. “We need to get out of town,” she said, looking around for a moment. “He said to not take the train... he must...
She frowned, resting her head on her hand. “I just think it’s foolhardy to have us both near the area, Abel.”
“I made him a promise,” she replied. “We have to get out of here. If he’s... if he’s not coming, that means Romero got him.”
“The whole point of having one person go is so that the other person doesn’t run the risk of getting caught,” she said hesitantly.
“Yes, well... by my estimate, he should be here in the next 30 minutes or so...” The time passed rather quickly. Alyssa was quite the...
She sighed, shaking her head. “Don’t look at me like that.”
She looked confused. “And you already know about Romero? Maybe he has changed...”
“I know you are,” she said flatly. “But there is one option that is better than all the others that you’re refusing to consider.”
“How long have you guys know each other?” she asked, tilting her head.
She sighed, resting her head in her hands.
"He's a good guy," she said, leaning back against the wall. "He really took over after our parents died. I wouldn't have survived without him."
She looked skeptical. "Can you build a robot like that, Abel?"
Alyssa tilted her head, studying her. "My brother can be hard to understand sometimes, huh?"
She sighed, glowering at him for a moment. "Okay. Uh... okay. A compromise. You send me in, but the explosives are around the outside of the...
She seemed perplexed, considering Fleur. "Huh. Are you two dating?"
She rested her head in her hands. "No. None that immediately come to mind," she said slowly, and he would be able to recognize her tone; she was...
"So... I don't mean to be rude, but why are you still with him?"
She sighed a little before writing "robots" under the "destroy warehouse" notes. "Okay. What else?"
“Is the spell still in effect?” she asked curiously.
“You’re proposing a drone that can drop explosives that would level the entire warehouse?”
