[Putting one foot in front of the other is all that matters right now. John walks as slow as Poe needs him to. They're in no rush. It's not like either of them has anywhere to be, but where they are.
If there was any question of how much Poe's drank, it's revealed by the size of his tab. John settles the bill with a flash of his device, and without blinking.
He's just sitting on his pay anyway, with nothing and no one to spend it on, other than the occasional toy. After years of trading with settlements, and only the occasional trip to Earth, money is less important to John than it's ever been.]
I grew up on a ranch too, but I'm thinking it was pretty different. We kept show horses, mostly. A few ponies. Some dogs. My old man liked to hunt.
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Date: 2018-01-17 12:00 am (UTC)[Putting one foot in front of the other is all that matters right now. John walks as slow as Poe needs him to. They're in no rush. It's not like either of them has anywhere to be, but where they are.
If there was any question of how much Poe's drank, it's revealed by the size of his tab. John settles the bill with a flash of his device, and without blinking.
He's just sitting on his pay anyway, with nothing and no one to spend it on, other than the occasional toy. After years of trading with settlements, and only the occasional trip to Earth, money is less important to John than it's ever been.]
I grew up on a ranch too, but I'm thinking it was pretty different. We kept show horses, mostly. A few ponies. Some dogs. My old man liked to hunt.
[And because he's used to clarifying,]
For sport. Not for food. It's stupid.