...not where he saw the conversation going. Benedict blinks disbelievingly at the stranger, his nose wrinkled up in a decidedly Vinty, scornful type of confusion, until he glances away to consider.
"Conditions are good. Pay is. ...as far as I know, it's good." Some of us have never had a job before,
"I don't like the lingering possibility that I'll be out in the field and a madman will sneak into my tent to ask about my quality of life."
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...not where he saw the conversation going. Benedict blinks disbelievingly at the stranger, his nose wrinkled up in a decidedly Vinty, scornful type of confusion, until he glances away to consider.
"Conditions are good. Pay is. ...as far as I know, it's good." Some of us have never had a job before,
"I don't like the lingering possibility that I'll be out in the field and a madman will sneak into my tent to ask about my quality of life."