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Yeah, she does. I've gone hunting a few times since she got back already, killing shit with knives but I should do it more. It's only one clip a corpse.

[ He's been spending most of his non-training time with Kyna lately. ]

Oh, well that doesn't seem like a fair price.

[He got two whole boxes for surviving that paintball thing.]

And I didn't have you get me any because I've got some for now. Also: stay out of the caves, your ribs are broken.

I'm not gonna go now. Jeez.

[Everyone is so protective!]

[ Unfortunately, Wash missed paintball. ]

We can go when you're healed, if you want. What kind of bullets do you need, Tucker?

Maybe we can call up HH, make it a party.

[Unless it's supposed to be a date. In which case whoops.]

My revolver fires .38 special. But like I said, I'm good for now.

[He doesn't like owing people, mostly.]

[She shrugs.]

You should have extra, though. It's gonna suck if you need ammo and don't have it.

Oh. Sure? Might be tight in there is all.

[ He's not certain four people could move stealthily through the tunnels, but if Tucker wants to make it a party Wash isn't going to argue. ]

I mean I guess. And don't worry, we've got this 'four people creeping around in tight spaces' thing down.

[He pops the glass dish in the oven.]

Wait, shit. I forgot cheese.

[Fuck!]

Four? With Bell it was five, and Corbet's loud as fuck. And huge.

[ Wash tilts his head, not recognizing those names. ]

There are more people on your team?

Yeah, there were, back home.

[He's frustrated about the cheese, but oh well. He counts off on his fingers.]

There's me, Kyna, and Harlan. We've been there since the start. Corbet's our big sword guy, he clears a path, but K's right, he's big and noisy as fuck. Bell's a healer, she came with us on a couple jobs, but she's not a permanent member. She's a gnome, though, so she has an easier time with the small spaces.

[He pauses.] I'm not being mean, gnomes are really just like four feet tall.

Yeah.

[Kyna starts to tick names off on her fingers.]

When we started out it was us and Corbet's brother, Arkent, but I guess he got sick of our shit or something. And then Reggie, but he was a cat for a while, and when we fixed him he dipped. And uh... Panna. I guess she counts. And then Panna tried to make us work with this total fucking dickbag named Morg, but that lasted about three seconds.

[Now he's caught up.]

[ Huh. She's never mentioned any of those people, but he supposes he didn't ask for more information on her team. Just assumed it was the three of them... silly, really, considering how many people on his team back home. And Kyna knows about all of them now. Wash files the names away to ask more later, but for now: ]

A cat?

[ He's never actually met a cat. ]

Yeah, who knows. He got cursed or something, switched into a cat body. We had to find his real one. We kind of stole it actually? From a circus?

[The fact that a circus was keeping a human body that behaved like a cat is a fucked up scenario he's already thought way too much about.]

Or are you asking about cats in general?

God, that shit was so creepy.

[A stunning contribution to this conversation, but it was.]

Yeah that's.... really weird.

[ He doesn't think he wants the details on what the circus was doing with the human body. ]

I've never met a cat before. Watched a ton of videos, though.

What, seriously?

[He can't even imagine a planet without cats. He misses his own.]

I've got three back home. Harlan has his with him, maybe you could convince him to show her to you.

She's the worst, though.

[Kyna is saying that fondly, so who knows what that means. She pulls her phone out of her back pocket, then starts to scroll through her pictures.]

I have a cat, too. He's the best. Hold on.

[ Best, worst, it's still a cat. He's noticeably perked up against Kyna at this prospect, standing a little straighter. ]

...I'd like that.

[ Understatement. Wait, Kyna, do you have a picture? ]

I got pictures too, but I don't have lightning powers to charge my phone from home.

[He's not jealous you're jealous. But then, he doesn't exactly have much use for it here, so.]

[Kyna grins and blows a kiss at Tucker as she pulls up a picture for Wash.]

Here. See? He's the cutest cat ever.

[That might be relative. Actually, the cat was pretty clearly a stray--he has long grey fur and yellow eyes, with one torn up, raggedy ear. He also looks insanely grumpy.]

[ Grey and yellow -- they'd match. Wash grins at the picture. ]

Sorta looks like he's glaring at you.

Okay well I don't know about best and cutest. He's never met a cat before, you're cheating.

[He crosses his arms.]

Tell him what the cat's name is.

His name is Provolone. Yes, like the cheese.

[She says it matter-of-factly. She will not be shamed!]

[ Well people do name their pets after food, Wash supposes, but it's kinda weird. Maybe there's a story behind it? ]

Why did you name your cat after cheese..?

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