( kimberly's apartment, conveniently enough, happens to be in gamma building. she's also apparently one of only a handful of people whose room assignment and keys happen to work without issue, something she's only starting to realize as she watches more and more people begin to flounder in various public areas without anywhere else to go.
not that she particularly wants to play shelter mom to a bunch of strangers, but she's not completely heartless. or opposed to getting something to eat, for that matter, when a stranger's voice calls out to her, just low enough to be interesting. a ranger's appetite is never truly sated. (please don't ask her what kind of appetite.)
with only sheer willpower preventing her from commenting on his choice of stature, kimberly offers up a non-committal but friendly enough reply: ) I'm not dead yet, if that's what you're asking. I don't think they're trying to poison us to death.
( an incredibly helpful response, but that's teenagers for you. )
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not that she particularly wants to play shelter mom to a bunch of strangers, but she's not completely heartless. or opposed to getting something to eat, for that matter, when a stranger's voice calls out to her, just low enough to be interesting. a ranger's appetite is never truly sated. (please don't ask her what kind of appetite.)
with only sheer willpower preventing her from commenting on his choice of stature, kimberly offers up a non-committal but friendly enough reply: ) I'm not dead yet, if that's what you're asking. I don't think they're trying to poison us to death.
( an incredibly helpful response, but that's teenagers for you. )