[ Alive. Alive is where Len thought Arcade was going with that particular statement, because it's a party line with which he is intimately familiar. Never leave the caravan when out on Route 66 - if the geckos don't eat you alive, some wandering raiders just might. Slavers roam some of the badlands looking for new wares, and most of them carry around collars now. Even without these abundant dangers, exposure in itself is an increasingly likely way to go when somebody gets turned around, heat-sick and disoriented.
Len blinks at him slowly, his threshold for accepting new, reality-changing information starting to feel a little like a noose, tightening around his neck. ]
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Len blinks at him slowly, his threshold for accepting new, reality-changing information starting to feel a little like a noose, tightening around his neck. ]
...I'm gonna need you to elaborate on that one.