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"Right now? I still don't know if it's a good idea going down by yourself and without protection." He crossed his arms.
"Worth a shot, right? Try and fail than not try at all," he said, unsure of what else to say.
"I'm sure they will. Nothing is indestructible." He looked down at the ground below, his legs swinging slightly.
(Did I miss something?) "Hm. Alright. I wonder how long ago it was established. Probably after the bombs."
"Hm. Alright. Tell me if you find anything." He sat back, yawning.
He looked up, confused. "What are you doing?"
"That makes sense. I might stay up a bit, though." He sighed, turning back.
"Are you sure? I kinda almost slept all day today. I can stay up." He stretched his arms, turning to look back in her direction.
"It's no problem." He awkwardly pulled his hands back, moving to sit in his original spot.
He took her hands calmly, and spoke, his voice low. "It was just a bad dream, luckily. There's no fire. No helicopter. No gears. You're safe."
"What happened in your dream?" he questioned, hoping he didn't sound insensitive.
"Are you alright? What happened?" He face was not well lit, and his expressions we're discernable.
He moved over to her, lightly touching her arm. "Poppy, it's Just a nightmare," he spoke softly, but loud enough to be heard.
He turned around, a look of concern on his face. "Poppy? Are you awake? Or alright?"
During the vigil, nothing particularly special had happened. Francis lost track of time, waiting past due, just staring out into the darkness.
He nodded, taking place in the spot she had previously sat. He stared into the woods with mistrust. "Goodnight, Poppy."
"I've had my fair share of sleep. It's your turn now." He crossed his arms, sitting down.
"I should probably start the shift." He crawled out of the tent, kneeling at the edge. "You need sleep."
"Yeah. I think I had weird dream." He sat up. "What time is it?"
(First shift.) Francis moved around, his hands reaching out into the air as if to grab something. He opened his eyes, hands in the air.
