'Shae, honey, I know it's a new lifestyle, but... you'e gotta be kidding me.'
'Hang on a sec...' I flipped 'Lara's comm over to room audio. 'Okay, go ahead, what's the problem?'
'I'm looking at this shopping list you sent me. It's ridiculous! Who the hell uses railguns in combat?' Her voice followed me around the tiny apartment as I got dressed. With so many people based here, space was at a premium.
Crowded systems make me paranoid. Even when they're all blues.
'Yeah, it's weird, I know. It's what they use.'
'I dunno girl, I think you're gonna go fucking insane down there.'
I ran my hand over my face and sighed. 'I'm starting to think you're right about that. I said I'd give it two months.'
She tsked. 'You'll be back in one, Shae. I know you too well, you'll have a hard time adapting to that ranged combat bollocks.'
'Just... get the gear, Lara. And no placing bets, 'kay?'