Redhawk Caldera the old bridge is on fire and i’m the one to blame

Oops, Magpie did a bad thing.

“The Sunspire?!” Fox spat, her drama switch suddenly flicked into the very ON position. “Who the fuck do you have to talk to there of all places?” Fox's voice was stern, wondering what terrible things they were cooking up. Was this all some ploy? Had they been hiding Magpie away this entire time, using her has some grotesque tool? Was this whole thing a lie to get back at her in some way. Maybe she had come down with that thing where you begin to love and care for your captors. Something syndrome. Fox couldn't remember what it was, but now she was definitely less inclined to let Magpie out of her sight.

“If you insist on going there, I’m going to insist that you take an escort.” Elwood would make a fine choice, although Finley was a better outrider (and a bear fighter, no less). Fox wouldn't have it any other way. “Finley will join you. She’s like a sister to me, and I know she’d protect you with her life.” For the first time ever, Fox was treating somebody like a child. The sad part was that Magpie was plenty old enough not to be a child.