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Who is this sassy lost child
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"Sure." Raina's voice sounded faint and far away to her own ears. "Hold onto the radio, it might be useful," she added absently.

She closed her eyes for a moment, felt the edge of hysteria threatening to overtake her.

"Okay," she said out loud, ignoring the tremble in her voice once again and relying on Johnny to do the same. "Let's chill for a minute. Sort all of this out. We should pool our resources and... and, maximize productivity, or something. Something useful."

Breathe in deep, get oxygen to the brain. That's all you've got here, all you can rely on. Can't rely on people if they're not already with you, can't rely on them to know what's best for themselves.

Raina opened her eyes and focused on Johnny again. "It's better than nothing. We should stay here for a while and figure out how everything works. Maybe wait until we have more information." The urge to hesitate and hide crept up cunningly, tempting her. It wouldn't do. Not now. They couldn't cling to delusion like Aiden had or encourage it like Scarlett.

"We should... make a list of people we'd want to join up with. We can't spend too much time looking, but if we come across them, we'll know we want them. And then..."

She steeled herself, made her expression and her voice firm. "Then we start figuring out a way out of here."
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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