Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180514211744/@comment-24510587-20180523221638

"You know, ese, it's still beyond me why you want to stay with these people so badly," Hernan's voice came from behind Jennifer. "You don't owe them your service or anything."

Wilkes was not in the mood for anything, though; he didn't want to be here at all.

Nonetheless, he was cooking in here. He needed to get some fresh air. Silently cursing Harriot's insistence on staying here, he hauled himself into his wheelchair. He'd go and see if they had a cane for him yet, or at least some wood so he could make his own. And then he'd go right back inside.

With that in mind, he begrudgingly rolled over to the door and exited the shack.