“Sure, I’ll take a look at her, see what’s going on.” Beau took his last of breakfast and forced it down his throat. He was raised to finish his meals-there were people starving in this world & he was lucky enough to be someone who could eat. He wouldn’t dare be so disrespectful. With Sam’s words, he followed the glare out the window. 
Naomi brought Duke over to sit with them, petting him & trying to help him relax as she knew deep down the dog would feel anxiety over not having Max by their side. 
“Such a good boy!” She kept saying in a quiet puppy appropriate voice. He seemed the slightest bit content with it. 

Things in the mess hall took a turn as others began to peak there head out. But neither Beau or Naomi payed it any mind until they heard money being talked about. Beau had already gotten up from his seat after hearing Charlie’s request. He would head over, drag Naomi with him, and see what was the matter.  But now there was something else to worry about. 
10 million dollars. 

Beau crossed his arms, inching closer to the convo. “Unless thats 10 million sent straight-“ Naomi put her hand on his shoulder. Beau had little tolerance for the whole shibang. He felt Elizabeth’s just showing up unannounced and trying to buy them out was tacky and irritating. Then to receive such a little offer, it made him nearly furious. Beau knew what land was truly worth-his life on a farm gave him that. This island, its facilities, its people were worth so much more-frankly, more than any money, in Beau’s eyes. 

Naomi took her hand off of Beaus shoulder, only to momentarily lock eyes with Elizabeth. She gave her a small smile, trying to politely mind her business. A million dollars sounded like a lot of money, it sure did. Money like that could help her family. But deep down Naomi knew that any amount of money couldn’t fulfill her goals in the field. Although, it might shut her parents up for a little while. 

As someone burst in, babbling about a pipe, Naomi whispered to Beau that they should go. He would look to Charlie for a moment, giving her a nod before exiting the mess hall, Naomi in tow. 

As soon as they exited the hall, Beau expressed his frustration, “I never thought a day would come that someone would actually try to buy us out.” He shook his head. “Evil always looking to swallow up a good thing.” 
 “Maybe its not a bad thing? Whos not to say she wont leave it be?” Naomi questioned. 
 “ Nothing good ever comes from rich folk with an agenda,” he answered, “especially when that agenda entails paying you off.” 
Beau didn’t necessarily grow up poor, but he grew up with appreciation for so much more than wealth or greed. Situations where people practically flaunted made him uncomfortable. Deep down he felt worry for his animals and like the protective father he knew of his own family on his farm, he became defensive. 

Naomi fell silent then. She knew what money could do and what lack of it could do. There were times growing up in a house of 7 kids that were depressing and extremely low, thanks to no money. She barely was able to get loans for school considering the amount her parents were already dealing with from her older siblings. Wouldnt it have been nice to pay off that debt for them? 

The pair continued on their way to Copper, as instructed, with slow paces. Both seemed to have a lot on their mind. 


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