[ It's all the more mysterious rather than having more answers as they speak. With every response comes another question or three. Could she perhaps be from the past or the future? Or does it mean she's from some strange alternate place entirely? It's a little out there for Jill to consider, but so is everything about being here. To go from an oil refinery, being hit by the brunt of a rocket launcher blast, then being... here. Maybe this is what death is? A funny little thought. ]
Can't say I would, either. Unfortunately we're still in the same boat it sounds. [ She pauses since that didn't occur to her despite the idea of future or past. ] The year was 2009. How about you? Somehow I get the feeling our years won't align.
[ Though Jill does peek a touch, she's not sure they're immediately useful. A mop might be used as a weapon but she's not sure how useful it would be to her companion and Jill would sooner rely on her body. ]
Based on the room we came from, I get the feeling it's not going to be any more clean. [ She pauses to glance at the Pip-Boy and fiddle with it, taking in the map again. ] You want to head to the housing units? Seem to be on a different floor but it'd be nice to claim a place to crash if we can't escape immediately.
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Can't say I would, either. Unfortunately we're still in the same boat it sounds. [ She pauses since that didn't occur to her despite the idea of future or past. ] The year was 2009. How about you? Somehow I get the feeling our years won't align.
[ Though Jill does peek a touch, she's not sure they're immediately useful. A mop might be used as a weapon but she's not sure how useful it would be to her companion and Jill would sooner rely on her body. ]
Based on the room we came from, I get the feeling it's not going to be any more clean. [ She pauses to glance at the Pip-Boy and fiddle with it, taking in the map again. ] You want to head to the housing units? Seem to be on a different floor but it'd be nice to claim a place to crash if we can't escape immediately.