I HONESTLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO TELL YOU.
[awkwardly pats his shoulder, pulling his hand away quickly]
YOU CAN STILL HIDE OUT IN MY BASEMENT, BUT YOU’LL PROBABLY NEED ME FOR SHIT NOW. LIKE…WATER AND FOOD AND SHIT.
[mutters under his breath like a whiny child]
I LIKED YOU BETTER WHEN YOU WERE SELF-SUSTAINING…
Well, that makes two of us! And I bet if the Administrator gets word of this he's going to have a field day, so leaving isn't an option.
[all the awkward shuffling and half-glares, but no comments this time; pissing off HABIT might get him killed]
[oh shit he can die now].











