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Honestly? Javier doesn't really know if Clementine needs to be tracked down. She's gonna be fine - he's sure of that - and he half-expects to see her again at Richmond before he and Luke are able to find her on their own. Regardless, he likes this guy, and he's not gonna let him take off on his own.

There's one bed, one blanket, and the floors are damp. He's not a huge fan of this little cabin, but it's pretty much all they've got, and he's grateful for it, even as he watches the slushy rain beat against what glass is left in the boarded-up window by the door. He flexes his hands, still stiff with cold, and exhales hard through his nose.

"Guess we're gonna hunker down here for the night," he says, and he's already trying to figure out sleeping options.

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Javier Garcia

August 2017

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