[Strong, ain't she? The breath's ragged in their lungs, but that ain't about to stop him any. Not about to slow them down. Can move on their own, too, so move and don't let her go dragging him around. The smoke's hot and the heat presses down on them less once they're both out in the open, and hey, look at that - fuckin' mountains.]
Don't think we're in the Zones anymore.
[A laugh rasps at the back of their throat, rusty and broken with a cough. Arm hangs useless at his side. Can still thumb at the raygun at their hip, so unholster it and get to moving.]
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Don't think we're in the Zones anymore.
[A laugh rasps at the back of their throat, rusty and broken with a cough. Arm hangs useless at his side. Can still thumb at the raygun at their hip, so unholster it and get to moving.]
Let's hit the red line.