"Yeah, well. There's something to be said for not putting things off."
Steve isn't sure why or how or when she'd died, but he had spent it living with a ticking clock over his head. It hadn't been a picnic.
"Guess I have a bad habit of that, though."
He's been thinking a lot about how he failed his last warden, after that breach. But that's on nobody but him.
"She did ask about you. So did Malcolm and Will. And I think Iris might have something for you." He reaches out with one foot, nudges the mattress. "You got a lot of friends here, simulation or not."
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Steve isn't sure why or how or when she'd died, but he had spent it living with a ticking clock over his head. It hadn't been a picnic.
"Guess I have a bad habit of that, though."
He's been thinking a lot about how he failed his last warden, after that breach. But that's on nobody but him.
"She did ask about you. So did Malcolm and Will. And I think Iris might have something for you." He reaches out with one foot, nudges the mattress. "You got a lot of friends here, simulation or not."