[Safe would be nice. Nothing really feels safe right now, the Enclosure being the reminder that it always is of the precariousness of the Barge's reality - but Shaw sternly reminds herself that she is fine. Functional. She can do what she needs to do, and that's what matters most.
She squeeezes Root's hand, and off they go towards the stairs.]
Tea sounds good, a shower sounds good. Bet you're all sweaty.
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She squeeezes Root's hand, and off they go towards the stairs.]
Tea sounds good, a shower sounds good. Bet you're all sweaty.