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“Hardly. It’s dad’s project. Something which some people…” She glared at Agincourt, even if he wasn’t looking, “Should remember. But I am glad that he wanted me to help. Working with him feels right. It feels a lot more like home again.”
“I know what you mean.” Wes gave a shrug, still under the guise of just some guy whose father had also worked on the project. Which wasn’t exactly a lie. Only James just wasn’ his dad ...anymore. God, was this weird.
“The Enclave’s gonna come for this stuff. We oughta be more prepared than we are.” He’d mentioned the Enclave before. He was worried he’d starting talking a little too much about it lately. Sounding paranoid. He was, but it was true.










