Verdant Basin he speaks of the sickening longing, the unwell emotion.

ya'know, the biggun and her butch-ass daughter, over yonder. she made a motion that was vaguely in the direction of the saints, not knowing of their recent changes. they got you doin' all their dirty work? they jump, you jump, all that?

that's what a crew was like, right?

anyway, yew called. got questions? maybe he wanted another lesson. that would be tough — she hadn't prepared anything, and the weather was dipping closer to a winter chill lately.