She feels nice pressed against his side like this, delicate and strong. They're walking like they mean something to each other, like more than friends, from an outsider perspective. But Rowan tries not to think about it, only about keeping her on her feet as they head towards a nearby cafe that Rowan knows and likes.
He huffs out a laugh at the question, grateful for a little distraction.
"We have technicians that help with resurrections," he explains. "They monitor you as you come back to life and inject you with higher powered nanites. But that's the closest thing we have to doctors, yeah. Everything else is up to the Thunderhead."
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Date: 2019-01-03 07:51 pm (UTC)From:He huffs out a laugh at the question, grateful for a little distraction.
"We have technicians that help with resurrections," he explains. "They monitor you as you come back to life and inject you with higher powered nanites. But that's the closest thing we have to doctors, yeah. Everything else is up to the Thunderhead."