Furiosa suspects if battle fatigue doesn't ruffle her, homesickness eventually will. Even a girl of chrome has a heart somewhere. But trying to convince her of it prematurely would be offputting, stifling. Best they get to know one another first.
She nods at the age. She does look young, but Wasteland children tend to look young and be malnourished, so really she's as fine a figure of a thirteen-year-old as Furiosa would expect from a harsh world. "I was Initiated at about that age."
Crux and Spanner break into smiles of varying degrees of amusement at the threat. "I'm gonna ask the Ace if you ever said that," Spanner tells Furiosa.
"I don't remember," she muses. "But I think I mostly went for the crotch when I was angry, back then. Either way, fair enough."
They're coming up on a cafe with picnic tables, umbrellas open over each to cast a pleasant shade. Furiosa selects a table and sits, catching the eye of the waiter. She and the men still have their drinks, but she says, "Don't worry, we're here for food, and plenty of it."
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Date: 2019-10-01 02:32 am (UTC)She nods at the age. She does look young, but Wasteland children tend to look young and be malnourished, so really she's as fine a figure of a thirteen-year-old as Furiosa would expect from a harsh world. "I was Initiated at about that age."
Crux and Spanner break into smiles of varying degrees of amusement at the threat. "I'm gonna ask the Ace if you ever said that," Spanner tells Furiosa.
"I don't remember," she muses. "But I think I mostly went for the crotch when I was angry, back then. Either way, fair enough."
They're coming up on a cafe with picnic tables, umbrellas open over each to cast a pleasant shade. Furiosa selects a table and sits, catching the eye of the waiter. She and the men still have their drinks, but she says, "Don't worry, we're here for food, and plenty of it."