Burke lifted a brow.

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"Usually just when I get a thank you or a smile from someone. People saying thanks is rare enough. The Followers are nice enough to keep patching me up after a fight with the Fiends and they don’t charge me so, I guess that counts as something."

At the sound of the door opening she slid back into the water, clearing her throat awkwardly. She definitely hadn’t been expecting any visitors, especially someone like Tickle at 9 pm. She sunk a bit lower under the water.

"Its not that I feel I owe him anymore, its just now that I’ve done what he asked for so long, I’ve seen how much there’s still left to do. If I stop now, I feel all I’ve done won’t matter."

He turned and looked at Tickle then tilted his chin towards the people walking past them

"I do what I do so that they can live like this-not a care in the world there’s a are two armies who threaten their peace-one a little more disciplined than the other but just as dangerous. I receive no thanks or rewards for my work. Protecting others is its own reward"

Tycho smiled at Tickle, the three scars over his eye stretching with his grin.

When Tycho smiled she wondered if the scars still hurt him. She held out her hand as if she was trying to stroke his face caringly, but quickly changed her mind. Her fingers curled in a fist with index finger extended. 

"Right! It’s time to go. Haha look at the hour." She said pointing at the invisible watch on her wrist. 

Listen Colonel, I can be nice to you. Really I can. All we need to do is to drink some shots, “be nice” to each other and then have some fun. How about that?

No seriously, if you won’t drink it with me I will do it by myself. 

Listen Colonel, I can be nice to you. Really I can. All we need to do is to drink some shots, "be nice" to each other and then have some fun. How about that?

No seriously, if you won't drink it with me I will do it by myself. 

"I can't rest because I was given a mission; bring light to the darkness of the Mojave so that others may live in peace. I...made a promise to someone I met in Utah that I would carry out this mission as long as I live as a way to repay them."

Tycho paused to guide a drunk man that staggered towards them back to his friends who each apologized to him many times. He waved them off with a small smile and a nod. Sitting back down, he stretched out, extending his arms to rest on the back of the bench

The corners of her lips arched down as she was placed on the bench, the fun was over. Her face turned even more sad after she heard his words. The girl wanted to say how wrong she thought he was, but was interrupted by the drunk man, so she bit her tongue. But when he continued his words she couldn't hold back herself anymore and she leaned to the side to look him straight in the eyes.