[ She's absolutely dressed to kill, in a very literal way. In fact, as they approach the retaining wall, she sets her food down on top of it first and peels her black gloves off, tucking them neatly into one of her many equipment pockets. Sitting with a gun on your hip isn't exactly comfortable or the finest in gun safety, so she shifts it to a different holster at her ribcage before hoisting herself up and recovering her food.
She'd never thought about other worlds before, but maybe just because it'd be too painful to imagine something other than what she'd had. Certainly if she'd known something like this was out there, and not only that but that hers is the odd one out, the weird one, she'd have... taken it hard. Something.
It's not something she'll say out loud, but she's already wondering how she'll manage to swallow it when she has to go back, even if everything she knows is being a Judge and there's no room for that here.
Anderson has been looking up at the sky as she thought this, plate immobile in her hands, but not for too long. Noticeably thinking, but not drifting. She says: ] Strange as it is, I wonder how many people end up staying here after all.
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She'd never thought about other worlds before, but maybe just because it'd be too painful to imagine something other than what she'd had. Certainly if she'd known something like this was out there, and not only that but that hers is the odd one out, the weird one, she'd have... taken it hard. Something.
It's not something she'll say out loud, but she's already wondering how she'll manage to swallow it when she has to go back, even if everything she knows is being a Judge and there's no room for that here.
Anderson has been looking up at the sky as she thought this, plate immobile in her hands, but not for too long. Noticeably thinking, but not drifting. She says: ] Strange as it is, I wonder how many people end up staying here after all.