#decodifying

She certainly had made quite the error. She hated metal, and here she was, on a metal ship, in front of crew that wasn’t entirely human.

   “ do he got a booty? ”

‘ you know, a little warning could have been great. ‘

not that it would have made any difference in the end. they  were both still alive. with dead raiders littered around the day  and enough adrenaline still pumping through his veins to make  him go feral. 

though it sounded like a complaint, it truly wasn’t. he hasn’t  had this much fun in years, not when he had a whole town  to run and protect. years of doing it almost left his mind numb.  too comfortable. too safe in a world where it was anything but.  but this? he fucking loved it.