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[She has a logical counter argument, because of course she does. But that's not what stops him dead for several seconds following, sweeping the line of text with a nervous pit coiling in his gut.]

[Because she wants to. Sometimes it takes mere months for these things to manifest; sometimes it takes years. She was at a risk the moment she met him.]

[There's no escaping it now.]

fine.

so what do you suggest?
try to rein jay in?
cause i think you're learning that it's kind of hard to do that

Seriously. I don't think I've met anyone with less common sense, and considering most of my social circle is journalists, that's saying something.

[Shaun pokes zombies with sticks for fun and profit. He's still smarter than Jay.]

Shaun's taking him on as an intern. He's very good at doing stupid shit and surviving. I assume Jay isn't going to stop doing stupid shit, but maybe Shaun can help him be smarter about it.

[That's because Shaun probably makes sure he's armed with more than dinky little flip-knife before he pokes zombies for fun and profit.]

that's
actually a pretty good idea

thanks

or
i should thank him for doing that i guess

[Yes, Shaun brings lots of weapons. And armor. And cameras that he doesn't need to use an entire hand for. And back-up. That's also heavily armed.]

He's the one to thank. I was ready to throw both of you to the zombies.

[She was pissed. She's still pretty pissed.]

pretty sure we already had that covered actually.

So it would have been a pretty easy throw.

something like that.

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