“Why are you asking?”

“Trying to assess the resources we have at our disposal.”

Yeah, it’s good to know.

I heard a car door slam outside.  That would be either Grue or a collection of the others.

Hi!

Genesis used her hands to shift her position in her seat.  I glanced at her legs.  They were thin.  Atrophy.  She’d been in a wheelchair for a while.  When I looked up, I saw she’d caught me looking.

She’s skipped leg day for a while.

“If you have a question, I’d rather you ask than keep wondering.”

Might as well, if she’s okay with it.

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