Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180123232225/@comment-7262318-20180130000742

"You are going down to hide with them?" Brutus frowned.

"Course not," Grant said. "But there's strength in numbers. I'ma see what's in this vault, and if we've got enough brave fellows to stand a fighting chance out here... I'll take it. There's strength in numbers, Brute..."

"Since when have you needed numbers?" Brutus asked. "You have survived alone. I have survived alone. We have survived together, I have survived carrying your wounded carcass through minefields and fire fights, you have survived dragging me along through the minefields and fire fights. We are not weak."

"I ain't saying we're weak shit, but I'd prefer an army of my own if I'm going up against 3 armies at once," Grant pointed out. "There's a difference between being weak and playing smart, Brute. You'll learn that someday..."

(We're waaaaaitng)