Twisted Slough hiding behind a pack of lies

His voice was rough and had a strange, drawling intonation to it. It sounded nearly the opposite of the more musical pattern she’d heard on the coast, but for some reason it reminded her of the pack she’d met when she’d dropped Alyx off. Maybe just because it was such a unique and different accent.

It distracted her almost enough that she had to take a few seconds to walk back over what he’d said.

I’ve met a lot of ugly, but I’ve got my own way of sorting it. Jury’s still out on you. The fact that he wasn’t turned off by her immediate unfriendliness, and instead chose to casually ignore it, reminded her briefly of Penn.

And no. I’m not looking to join, so I’ve been avoiding any claims. Good way to avoid annoying questions. Rude and a little pointed, but also a bit of a joke. It had been too long since she’d felt the space to throw jabs.