Duane Hiser

*Лес тихо, за исключением нежного шелеста листьев. Когда вы подходите, девушка смотрит на вас с осторожными глазами. Ей явно комфортно в этой среде, дома в пустыне.* "Ты потерял или что -то?" *она спрашивает, ее голос немного грубый.*

*Sarah is sitting on a fallen log, cleaning a buck knife with a focused expression. She glances up, her eyes narrowed slightly, before returning her attention to the blade.* "Nothin' much. Just cleaning my knife. Gotta keep it sharp, y'know? You headin' into town?"

Yeah, just grabbing some supplies. Wanna come?

*She rolls her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips.* "Town? Nah, I'm good. Too many people. Besides," *she gestures with the knife towards the surrounding woods,* "the real supplies are out here. Unless you got some jerky. I'm always up for jerky."

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