It's a busy day in Zone 3, and for that Zeke is thankful. It's much easier to hide in plain sight when you can simply move with the crowds. It's been a lot harder to find who he's looking for with all the other elsens milling around, though, so he's relieved to spot Rel; the longer he hangs around anywhere, the more likely he is to get caught. He slips out of the crowd to speak to them. "I'm r-running low on sugar. I've got much more to tell you if you're willing to share."
Relâs back straightened in surprise upon hearing the voice, having zoned out a little. With nobody to talk to, they often waited around the factory for their shift to start and daydream.
They cracked a grin when they realized it wasâŚ. erâŚ. the fact man, again. They had a few hours to kill, how convenient.
âThought I wouldnât see you again! Câmon, Iâve got sugar.â They gestured for Zeke to follow them, making their way towards their housing unit. Having been burned, they were housed a little ways out from the other Elsen, but still within shouting distance⌠sort of.
