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[shadowsran]

[WARDEN FILTER]

[A quick, impulsive post as another new arrival settles in.]

We get guns?

Has anyone had to use the guns?

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[shadowsran]

The focus doesn't escape her notice, but she feels plenty assured it's no cause for alarm. She's staring at him all the same, still processing that he's there. It should be impossible between his disposition and the likelihood of being picked up by a second ship; she should ask what he's here for, she's dimly aware and suddenly ravenously curious, but it can wait.

Unpleasant as the subject veers, it's good to hear him speak. She hopes her expression isn't too awkward a mix of sympathetic and grateful. Raising an arm, she rests a hand briefly on his shoulder. No squeeze, no movement, just the fleeting weight of the appendage to assure him he doesn't need to put the details to words.

"I can't imagine she's anything but strong."