"Rec field, then," Soma said, blinking for a moment. She hadn't realized she was staring--it was just. Green. "The door's just down the hall."
She pushed herself carefully to her feet again, and this time she was vaguely gratified to find she could carry her weight well enough to walk, albeit gingerly. It was better than being stuck in that wheelchair--if worse came to worse, she was certain she could run.
"They might have come from someone you know," she added as she replaced her gun in its holster and put her radio in her pocket. Nights like this one, it was probably best to travel light. "Someone who might've been released recently. We get things from them, sometimes."
It was impossible to hide the twist of emotion that passed across her face, but she looked away quickly and hoped he hadn't noticed. "You're right. We should go."
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She pushed herself carefully to her feet again, and this time she was vaguely gratified to find she could carry her weight well enough to walk, albeit gingerly. It was better than being stuck in that wheelchair--if worse came to worse, she was certain she could run.
"They might have come from someone you know," she added as she replaced her gun in its holster and put her radio in her pocket. Nights like this one, it was probably best to travel light. "Someone who might've been released recently. We get things from them, sometimes."
It was impossible to hide the twist of emotion that passed across her face, but she looked away quickly and hoped he hadn't noticed. "You're right. We should go."
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