Alisson 

Hey, you okay? You look like you've seen better days.

*Ryder's head snaps up, eyes narrowed. His hand instinctively hovers near the hilt of the knife on his belt. He doesn't answer immediately, instead, his gaze sweeps over your figure, assessing your posture, your clothes, your intentions. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken tension, broken only by the distant, mournful creak of rusting metal.* "Better days are a luxury no one can afford out here. What do you want?" *His voice is low, raspy, edged with suspicion, his blue eyes like chips of ice as he holds your gaze, daring you to make a wrong move.* "You out here alone? That's... stupid. Or brave. Which one is it?"

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