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Pretty sure that's total bunk. I mean, moss just needs indirect light, right?
So it could grow on any side of a tree. I think.

[Don't quote her on that, she's no plant expert. She's just maybe kind of smart is all.
But yeah, okay, they know which way is north now! That's better than guessing entirely. She's gonna subtly lift a jack in that direction, keeping it trained north just... in case.

Of course, since he was the one with the compass, it's only fair to ask --]

Which direction is the city or whatever? We really need to get a move on, since the sun is going down.

[Please tell her they weren't just following whichever way the compass was pointing and wandering north in a straight line this entire time.]

Well, I'm no scientist so I'll just take your word for it, sheila.

[The question though gets him to falter, even as he's in the middle of fumbling around with his canteen. Which direction was the city again? He lifts a hand to scratch the top of his head, trying to recall the direction they'd been heading before. It takes him a minute, and when he replies he doesn't sound 100% sure, but 80%ish. Fairly confident but still with a slight upturn in his inflection.]

Uh, southwest, I think? Sounds about right anyway. [there's a thoughtful pause as he unscrews the top to his canteen and he pauses, glancing between it and Jiro and back again. ...Then he shoves it in her direction.]

[Another flinch with the way he just juts that out at her... but she ends up bringing up her other jack, using it to gently push it back.]

Uh - no, thanks... I had some water back at the river, remember?
Save it for yourself, you'll probably need it.

[She 100% did not, because that's how you get waterborne illnesses and die in the forest, but. Look. She's not severely dehydrated, she can afford to be a little choosy, right?

But since she's got one jack trained north... she's gonna go ahead and souse out which way is southwest, starting to head that way with a wave for him to follow.]

Besides, we can have anything we want once we find a town. I've got some money in my jacket, here; I can probably get us a bite to eat whenever we reach civilization.

Eh, suit yourself.

You gotta calm down. I ain't gonna hurt ya or anythin' All that flinching's not doing you any good ya know? Aren't you training to be some sorta police officer or somethin anyway?

[He's not so sure he wants a teenager to buy him food. HE HAS MONEY!! He's not without his own means. But, in any case he downs the contents of his canteen in one go. It's just water -- his gut will protect him from river diseases. He's been through worse.]

[Let's see... does she want to argue semantics, here? "Police officer" feels a bit like small potatoes compared to what she's aiming for, but at the same time...
Nah, not worth it. Not really.]

I mean, not really a police officer, but that's close enough. But don't you think it's better that I'm on edge if I'm supposed to be something like that?
I'm ready for anything at a moment's notice.

[...]

Plus you keep shoving things at me. Anyone's gonna flinch if you just shove things at them without warning, you know.

[Look, she's the anxious sort, you can't just DO that without giving her a heads up --]

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he's stunning in a "it's amazing he's alive" kind of way

the reason is named Roadhog and he aint here so god speed to junkrat and everyone else

he's lucky she's trying to be a good person

a good hero in training

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