[Dust expects so much more than fear from Wendy, especially when he's the one carrying her. And he's glad to be right, though he doesn't even think of that consciously.]
'I made it'? I was barely trying. [With a low laugh, Dust rises from his crouch to pace up to the truck just visible around the corner ahead.]
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'I made it'? I was barely trying. [With a low laugh, Dust rises from his crouch to pace up to the truck just visible around the corner ahead.]