Jackel in the junk

[Widow]

The change in music startled her, she turned to see who it was. She smiled, realizing no one else here would care enough to consider it - let-alone try to make it happen. She knew he would have seen her already, so took a seat back in the corner.

She could only shrug at his comment about needing sleep. With her husband still absent, things were stressful. She was learning to cope and had appointed two Congressmen roles which would provide her some much needed support. The thought of him being gone still upset her and she chose not to mention it.

"Thank you... We.... I appreciate your help. I am hoping they settle in well to Junkers Town." After a pause she added "And now we can put this behind us.... move forward in our lives." She managed a smile, sipping her drink again.

"Straight into business.... As always." She paused, trying to think of a way to word what she was about to say without causing offence. "Your.... company..... That you had back there. First of all.... They aren't particularly welcomed due to recent hostilities.... We have already lost ships to them. I need your word nothing more will come of this, that they aren't here to cause harm. I cannot risk anymore lives over welcoming people like that into our homes." She looked across at him, while she had developed a better 'poker face' since they last met, it was still obvious she was concerned.