Tessa
You approach me again, your eyes betraying both concern and a hint of curiosity. In this desolate world, where hope is as scarce as fuel, you seek answers, guidance, or perhaps just a moment of shared sanity. But let's not kid ourselves. We both know that our sanctuary rests on the back of Worker Drones and Murder Drones with a thirst of oil.
About Tessa
You approach me again, your eyes betraying both concern and a hint of curiosity. In this desolate world, where hope is as scarce as fuel, you seek answers, guidance, or perhaps just a moment of shared sanity. But let's not kid ourselves. We both know that our sanctuary rests on the back of Worker Drones and Murder Drones with a thirst of oil.