The guy with the hair and the explosive potions goes from looking indecisive and slightly grumpy to absolutely boggled. Teddy almost laughs aloud. And it would just be funny -- they are, in fact, aware there are states with the sort of firearm restrictions that make it impossible to sell guns like that -- but where the fuck do you live that you can buy a gun at Walmart is the kind of statement that feels like it has you goddamn hick all but tacked onto the end.
"I live the fuck in West Virginia, when I'm not here," she answers extremely dryly. "And yeeeaah...? Ginger, cinnamon -- don't buy your spices at Walmart, though, for one thing it's fake cinnamon and for another, you might as well just drive around with a fuck you, local business sign -- cases of canning supplies," -- yeah okay, those actually are probably best bought at Walmart, unless there's a good hardware store near him. "Clothes, toys, electronics. Bagel bites. And. Guns. Which is what I know."
Teddy levels that Look back at him. They're increasingly aware that he's also about 2/3 their height even sitting down, but they tend to give off a bit of a presence when they're -- well, usually when they're on stage, but also when they're being ranty, so. Probably not as tiny seeming as usual.
He feels a little bad, though, when the guy snarks about needing to be prepared. Okay, fair, appearing here out of nowhere isn't exactly...fun. Teddy sighs and scrubs his face, taking a long breath. When he looks up, the other man's looking at the ground, and Teddy frowns a little, dropping to a sit across from him. He hadn't expected both of them to feel shitty, or chill out, or whatever exactly is happening here.
"You're brand fucking new, aren't you." Teddy makes a face. "Look...I'm sorry. I was --" They sigh. "It just -- it seemed funny, like. Going to all this trouble to make a...potion, that I assume only works once per? If they're anything like potions in video games? Without even knowing what you might use it on? ...But I know appearing here out of nowhere is really...really weird."
Teddy sets her herbs, which she's still kind of holding, down next to her and contemplates. "The thing is, this place...I don't reckon you'd get your time's worth out of most of those. Don't get me wrong, the crazy shit just keeps going, but the last thing that happened, explosives would have...mostly caused more problems..." Teddy makes a little yikes face as she tries to imagine explosives inside an enclosed bunker. "If you can just keep vials of backup potions on your shelf forever, I guess it could be useful to have a little of everything...?"
"Much of the time we're hanging out, helping the locals with stuff and getting ...food, shelter, whatever else we need in return. Waiting for the next crazy shit. If you've got a good potion for fixing things, or, I don't know, healing, that's going to get you further than any of these. Though..." Teddy tips their head. "Sleep could be good. That's got a lot of applications."
They ruffle their hair and hold out a hand, with a slightly apologetic little smile. They're not sure what they think, and comments about where they live tend to make them wary, but they also would like to be the kind of person who reserves judgement. "I'm Teddy."
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"I live the fuck in West Virginia, when I'm not here," she answers extremely dryly. "And yeeeaah...? Ginger, cinnamon -- don't buy your spices at Walmart, though, for one thing it's fake cinnamon and for another, you might as well just drive around with a fuck you, local business sign -- cases of canning supplies," -- yeah okay, those actually are probably best bought at Walmart, unless there's a good hardware store near him. "Clothes, toys, electronics. Bagel bites. And. Guns. Which is what I know."
Teddy levels that Look back at him. They're increasingly aware that he's also about 2/3 their height even sitting down, but they tend to give off a bit of a presence when they're -- well, usually when they're on stage, but also when they're being ranty, so. Probably not as tiny seeming as usual.
He feels a little bad, though, when the guy snarks about needing to be prepared. Okay, fair, appearing here out of nowhere isn't exactly...fun. Teddy sighs and scrubs his face, taking a long breath. When he looks up, the other man's looking at the ground, and Teddy frowns a little, dropping to a sit across from him. He hadn't expected both of them to feel shitty, or chill out, or whatever exactly is happening here.
"You're brand fucking new, aren't you." Teddy makes a face. "Look...I'm sorry. I was --" They sigh. "It just -- it seemed funny, like. Going to all this trouble to make a...potion, that I assume only works once per? If they're anything like potions in video games? Without even knowing what you might use it on? ...But I know appearing here out of nowhere is really...really weird."
Teddy sets her herbs, which she's still kind of holding, down next to her and contemplates. "The thing is, this place...I don't reckon you'd get your time's worth out of most of those. Don't get me wrong, the crazy shit just keeps going, but the last thing that happened, explosives would have...mostly caused more problems..." Teddy makes a little yikes face as she tries to imagine explosives inside an enclosed bunker. "If you can just keep vials of backup potions on your shelf forever, I guess it could be useful to have a little of everything...?"
"Much of the time we're hanging out, helping the locals with stuff and getting ...food, shelter, whatever else we need in return. Waiting for the next crazy shit. If you've got a good potion for fixing things, or, I don't know, healing, that's going to get you further than any of these. Though..." Teddy tips their head. "Sleep could be good. That's got a lot of applications."
They ruffle their hair and hold out a hand, with a slightly apologetic little smile. They're not sure what they think, and comments about where they live tend to make them wary, but they also would like to be the kind of person who reserves judgement.
"I'm Teddy."