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He hesitated. "Research and proof and stuff." *** "Nuh uh."
"Alright," she said. "Then you'll be fine."
Francis cursed under his breath, his eyes scoping the area as he began to hurry.
Landon nodded slowly, keeping quiet. *** "With injury, maybe."
She grinned. " If you say so."
Francis brushed her arm carefully before walking, his eyes diligent.
He panicked slightly, stuttering again. "R-Right. Sorry.." *** "Still pretty deep, though."
"You'll be able to," she reassured. "It's just going to be a bit difficult."
Francis turned his gaze towards the trees, his brows furrowing in concentration as he considered factors.
"Yeah. We have notes and everything." *** "I disagree."
She took his hand, rolling her eyes. "I would trust you with my life- and I have."
He frowned, scoping the land with an intense gaze. "I don't care for it."
He frowned. "It started with overpopulation.."
She rolled her eyes. "This is going to be a wreck."
Francis was close behind her, his gun raised slightly.
"Smooth, Curnow," she teased. "Smooth."
He nodded, readjusting the weapon in his hand and pulling it into his arms. "Let's get moving."
She smiled at him. "How are you going to play that off?"
He smiled softly. "Good."
He frowned. "Ah.. No."
