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[plundering]

Better to read everything you can get your hands on, right?

[devoutish]

Better than wandering around blind.

[plundering]

Exactly.

[Speaking of which.]

So, where are you from, Alfie?

damn I must have missed this comment; I'M REALLY SORRY

[devoutish]

Camden Town, in London. Heard of it?

haha you are totally fine!

[plundering]

Nope!

[She drags out the word, saying it cheerfully and with a hint of drama.]

Of course I haven't. Is it a shithole like this place?

[devoutish]

It's a city. It's bigger than this. More people. There's all sorts of parts, yeah? You've got your shithole parts and your wealthy parts; you've got your parts in the middle.

[plundering]

Sounds nice. My town is... pretty much just a shithole. Not on this level, but the wildlife tries to kill you there too, so at least I'm prepared.

[Well, the whole planet is a shithole, but details.]

[devoutish]

My part of the city is the what some would call the shithole part, but it's home.

[And infinitely better than this place, tyvm.]

[plundering]

Home sweet home. Right. You're not used to this kind of tech, are you?

[She has absolutely been creeping on his other conversations. The ones that are public, at least.]

[devoutish]

Nope. We've got nothing like it. It's--

[He grunts.]

You wouldn't understand the year I'm from if I gave it to you, would you.

[plundering]

Probably not. Are we talking carrier pigeons or radios?

[devoutish]

Radios. Telegrams. Letters, if you're old-fashioned.

[plundering]

[It's nice not being the most technologically challenged person around for once.]

Someone really wants us to have these tablets and use this network though, huh? I bet it's out of the goodness of their heart.

[That last bit is super duper sarcastic.]

[devoutish]

It's how they monitor us, yeah? You said so yourself.

[plundering]

I don't know if that's the only way, or if that's what it was always for.

[devoutish]

But it happens.

[And speaking of monitoring, he privates this.]

That's the most important part, eh?

[plundering]

Sure. Pretty sure the buildings are bugged, too. Lots of surveillance.

[devoutish]

Where is safe? Out in the snow?

[plundering]

Maybe. Well, if you consider hypothermia safe. It'd be nice if we could control the system somehow.

[devoutish]

Safe from monitoring. From their oversight.

[plundering]

Yeah, but it's not like we have much of a choice. There's no way anyone could survive a night outside.

[devoutish]

No, no, no - I'm not complaining, I'm asking. Can they monitor us outside or not?