[ Okay, so he's lost and confused. Zoe's not sure what to make of this guy, but she supposes that people on Omega are different, what with the whole merc thing.
There's only one way she can interpret the way he reaches up for his head, though. Zoe tips her head at him, faint concern on her brow. ]
Pretty sure it's still Tuesday. Did you hit your head or something?
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There's only one way she can interpret the way he reaches up for his head, though. Zoe tips her head at him, faint concern on her brow. ]
Pretty sure it's still Tuesday. Did you hit your head or something?