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I still think about her everyday.

Think about who? Your mate?

Yeah. We were together back...there.

A lot of us transgenics were together back there.

We were assigned to be together. But I do love her.

That's the best part. When breeding partners actually love one another. If they don't then what's the use?

I have no clue, honestly.

I don't either.

I would imagine she appreciates that.

I'm sure she just thinks like some of the others. That I'm dead.

That must be difficult for her, I'd think. Why don't you tell her that you're not?

I would if I've seen her. But I haven't in two years. I don't have a clue where she is.

I'm sorry to hear that.

...............

Ryder?

....Claire?

How? They said....

*blinks a minute.*

Don't believe what they say. smiles I've missed you.

I missed you too. Where have you been?

New York. Brooklyn specifically. I figured the place the easier to hide.

*nods* I'm still. Somewhat close to there

Back in Seattle?

*shakes her head* there

cants head New York or...the bad place?

The bad place.

I'm going to buy the bus tickets now. Anything else I should know?

*shakes her head* no. You're coming here? Ryder, you can't.