"And I, being the wonderful person I am, said I told you so and then fixed him up, good as new. Ish." She chuckled, crossing her legs and uncrossing her arms. "I still feel like you haven't thanked me for that." She said teasingly, looking over at him.

"I said thank you." He scoffed. "It still hurts though so not quite." He grinned, side-eyeing her. "I am right handed yes, but I am not misted." He finished answering her. L "How long ago?" She looked a little wary. He counted his fingers. "...A month maybe? Five weeks? it was a while before we came here. I'm sure I'd have turned before now if was going to." he nodded. L "..Show me it later I wanna see would bad she got you." He rolled his eyes. "Don't tell anyone, I'd rather not have anyone on my ass about being touched by a misted." Laura rolled her eyes. L "Whaaateverrrrr." She turned and called Dutch over from under the table, she hugged him and started baby-talking to him and scritching his face. L "Oh by the way will one of you take me hunting? I wanna go again. Plus we should stock up some more even after so much hunting."

Mercy nodded. "Ill take you. Luke had a... how did you say it? Rough night?" She said, raising her eyebrows at him. "Anyway, im good to go whenever, if you are. We can stop by the armory on the way out." She said, stretching.

He glared. "I didn't tell her anything, just that you had a bit of a headache. She correctly assumed where you were considering where most of the new arrivals usually end up." Laura nodded. L "Basically the same thing. ..Plus I saw you that night." She stood up and smiled innocently.

She gave Luke a bit of side eye. Mercy stood as well, watching Laura anxiously. "Well, at least I'm not the first. ...How much did you see?" She asked warily, putting her hands on her hips.

He smirked a little. L "Just enough to have a suspicion of where you came from." She wiggled her eyebrows. Then bent over and gave Dutch more attention. "Dutch gets to be my service dog while you're out having fun, eh?" He asked quizzically but had a teasing look.

"You two are evil to me." She huffed, ruffling Luke's hair. "Yes, you get to keep Dutch, you traitor. Come on Laura, let's go." She said, walking off to the armory.

Skip to Mercy's daily Laura therapy sesh?))

"I'm only a little bit traitorous." He grinned up at her as they walked off, Laura waved and followed Mercy.

Yes, you come up with the topic herhe))

They had just gotten out of the Bunker, and Mercy seemed very uninterested in hunting at the moment. "Okay, Gossip Girl, you ready to hear my latest quams with lover boy? I know you want to." She huffed, leaning her back against a tree and looking at her bow quietly.

Laura turned to her, a bit of a grin. She checked the rifle before sitting down with her legs crossed on the ground. L "Do tell, do tell." Her voice was teasing but harmless. She laid the rifle on her lap and leaned back onto her hands.