Joel leans into the angle of her shoulders, pulls comfort from the feeling of the outline of her profile digging in against scars and gritty, sweat-soaked fabric. And it's that-- that near selfless sort of concern for dozens of people he's never even bothered to put names to-- he can't begin to understand.
"They had this place up and running long before we ever got here, Ellie." Both fact and truth; there's little to highlight the reality of it being nothing more than an excuse. Tommy's kids, hell, less than half the families in that town have enough fight in them to last more than a month on their own. Even less with the skills to make it matter.
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"They had this place up and running long before we ever got here, Ellie." Both fact and truth; there's little to highlight the reality of it being nothing more than an excuse. Tommy's kids, hell, less than half the families in that town have enough fight in them to last more than a month on their own. Even less with the skills to make it matter.