"You'd give a few junkers I know a heart attack by casually admitting to that. But things out here aren't the same as back home." He still shook his head disapprovingly.

|| hawkmoon

|| and Crow's hand cannon but idr what it's called

"W- why just leave it? Out of gas?" He scoffed quietly, thinking about how ridiculous it was that these people used gasoline for propulsion when they could be powering laser bolts with it. He gave Butch another calculating look. "You got another bike nearby?"

[He liked that she gave so much serious consideration to his suggestions. And at the proposal for another proposal, he nodded.]

I think that can be arranged. Whether that's months from now or not, I know who I want to be with.

He hadn't heard of the TunnelSnakes, but he also hadn't been paying a whole ton of attention to the various gangs in the wastes, so it didn't bother him too much. "What happened to the motorcycle?"

[After the kiss, he leaned back, unable to stop the grin curling his lips from remaining as long as she remained in sight.]

Would you like a more dramatic marriage proposal in the future?

usually do? What *are* you good at?

Name's Tirum, by the way."

Oh great. A guy who talks a lot. Tirum kept his expression neutral, sliding his hands deeper into his pocket while keeping his gaze fixed on the man. "I'm a terrific shot, but that's beside the point at the moment. If you're a bad shot and you don't know a ton about fixing stuff, what do you

Oh! Well. [He leaned in for a kiss.]