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[stormandwind]

Hello Nico.

I don't know if you've seen yet, but there was a woman on the network who was particularly concerned with people under eighteen. She seems benign at first glance, but I know she's planning on knocking on doors.

I wanted to warn you, in case you want to avoid opening yours to anyone who hasn't called to tell you they're coming.

[oddswerebad]

[He'd seen the woman talking, he keeps an even closer eye on the network than usual during floods, and he's usually pretty focused, but he still appreciates the warning.

The idea is worrying enough for him to actually lock his door, for once, even though part of him still doesn't believe that'll do anything to stop someone.]

Thanks. You okay?

[stormandwind]

I'm fine. I'm twenty now, and I was eighteen when I came on board. I've never been within her age restrictions on the Barge. Besides, I'm never unarmed.

What about you? Are you going to stay out of sight while she's here?

[oddswerebad]

Better not to be seen. This flood is complicated, anyway. It's safer to avoid people.

[Admittedly, he generally avoids people, but that doesn't change wanting to avoid running into new ones.]

[stormandwind]

Do you want me to bring you anything?

[oddswerebad]

I have soup and sandwiches. Than you. Have you been, yourself?

[stormandwind]

If you're still in there tomorrow, I can bring you something to eat.

I wasn't affected, this flood. You?

[oddswerebad]

I don't think so. I don't think I have any missing time.