"You fucking died!" (maybe for your drones verse?)
“’Missing, presumed dead’ leaves too many loose ends. People search for a missing person. There’s always someone holding on to that little bit of hope they’ll turn up.” She paused, breaking the shotgun under her arm and reloading, her actions calm and deliberate in spite of the hurt in the hunter’s voice.
“That’s the beauty of knowing the ins and outs of the system, Vault Hunter. Confirm a kill through the proper channels and people stop asking questions. No one looks for a dead woman.”













