[ Okay, yeah, this seems really urgent. He abandons the work and instead stands by her to watch her drawing and writing. What she ends up with is... pretty fucking bleak, actually. He looks the sketch over, frowning, struggling to quite imagine what it's like, but the words hit harder. ]
Military? [ Incredulous. Safe zone? War lords? ] What the hell happened? Why would it have to be a safe zone? Safe from what?
[ He studies the picture again for some kind of hint, but it doesn't really help, just confuses him more. Water for an entrance fee just sounds... well, kind of like a postapocalypse. Then he offers it back to Geo, hoping she'll tell him, well, something. ]
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Military? [ Incredulous. Safe zone? War lords? ] What the hell happened? Why would it have to be a safe zone? Safe from what?
[ He studies the picture again for some kind of hint, but it doesn't really help, just confuses him more. Water for an entrance fee just sounds... well, kind of like a postapocalypse. Then he offers it back to Geo, hoping she'll tell him, well, something. ]