“Ready? I got to pick up Jack.” “I think I’m gonna stay for a while, do some digging. (…) But, you know, don’t you worry, Linden. I’ll get a ride.” “Oh, I won’t. Good luck.”
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“What are you doing?” “I’m gonna call the station. Have the unis send over a car. You go check up on Jack. I got this. (…) Don’t worry about me.” “I never do. Thank you.”
