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[atowncalledtreffy]

"You trust me to stay here and not go out getting killed?" he jokes, turning around on his seat. "I wouldn't trust me to stay here."

[ukan]

"I know how to find you," Lark smirks. It's a small ship but he has a very good nose.

[atowncalledtreffy]

"Hah. Fuck you." It's the equivalent of 'Don't get killed yourself'.

[ukan]

Lark grabs his jacket and motions. "Help yourself to whatever's here, especially if it'll keep you here until I'm done."

[atowncalledtreffy]

Hardly needing much more of an invitation than that, Trevor makes his way to the kitchen. Strange how talking about how doomed they all are makes him hungrier than ever.