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Yeah, there's that. It'd make it a lot more simple.

[Her head is still spinning from all this. She had no idea what this guy was when this went down, and it's out of control.]

... fourteen. Does it matter?

It's . . . a bit young to be killing people.

Not exactly my first choice, either.

[From the way she talks, she's not entirely okay with it either -- but at the same time, she's too used to it.]

But when you've got somebody trying to kill you, well... sometimes, you've got to make that choice, you know? Them or you.

I do know that, yes.

[A beat.]

I'm just sorry you had to learn it.

... thanks.

[She means it, too. Especially lately.]

Don't worry about me, though. Definitely not my first rodeo.

I'm afraid that's not possible at this point. Anyone who attracts the attention of Tom Riddle is someone I have to worry over. It's nearly my job.

Aw, great, you're one of those people.

[She sounds like she's grinning while she says it.]

You can never have too many mother hens, I'm afraid. It might be annoying, but at least you'll have more people watching out for you.

I get it. I mean, I'm sure that part of it is the whole 'the enemy of my enemy' thing, but.

It's nice. Knowing we're not all on our own, for once.

Believe me, that's the last thing you are. We're all in this together, better or worse, I promise you.

Remus, right?

[Ellie laughs a little bit.]

Thanks, man.

So... how come you're in on all of this? What happened?

There's a group of us at home, organized simply to fight this man and followers. It's quite a bit of work, but it's nice to be doing something.

So it's mostly a "fuck that guy, I'm going to fight" thing?

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[So, so dryly:]

That was the oath we used to swear in, yes.

I'm in.

Is it also the war cry? Please tell me it's the war cry.

Absolutely. A hundred percent. Truly, it strikes fear into their hearts.

Where do I sign up?

I rather think at this point, you ought to worry less about killing again and more about-- I don't know-- whatever hobbies you have.

... dude, if nobody's told you yet, I hate to break it to you, but there's already a war going on.

And I was born after the apocalypse.

Having hobbies is kind of fucking futile.

There's a war on, yes, but that doesn't mean every moment of your life ought to be devoted to it. There are more than enough people to handle it-- and if you were born after an apocalypse, isn't that all the more reason to try and have fun in a place where it's relatively safe for you to do so?

With this asshole trying to hunt me down, sending his goons after me, and leaving me cute little wakeup notes?

Kinda hard to wind down, bud.

What goons?

One goon, with a gun. He fired a shot, wasn't expecting Joel, and we sent him running.

He was probably thinking I'd be alone, or that the big bearded guy with the backpack filled with guns would be all talk.

That's why Joel got all pissy in public.

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