[After rescuing the few he could, The Spine has taken to wandering up and down the beach. It isn't what he wants to do--what he wants to do is stick to his family and tend to Walter Girl B. He can't do anything for her, frustrating as it is, and he knows that his hovering would be useless.
So he wanders until he spots the dark woman sitting on the sand. The automaton pauses, noticing that she looks about ready to break. He also notices the gun. It's given a long stare, the automaton weighing the wisdom in approaching.
Compassion wins out. He decides to ignore the gun unless it becomes a problem, which he trusts it won't.]
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So he wanders until he spots the dark woman sitting on the sand. The automaton pauses, noticing that she looks about ready to break. He also notices the gun. It's given a long stare, the automaton weighing the wisdom in approaching.
Compassion wins out. He decides to ignore the gun unless it becomes a problem, which he trusts it won't.]
Hey, there. Mind if I join you?