[h3]John Dusk[/h3]

[quote=@Dyelli Beybi]As morning gave way to early afternoon, Neri and the others reappeared with the rest of the group, "I come bearing gifts!" she declared, nodding towards the bundle of clothing and food she was carrying, "Once you're changed I reckon our best bet is to head into town and look for odd jobs to do.  I imagine we'll need to start buying our food soon enough."
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John looked up as the group returned.

For a moment, he was still half stuck on the conversation with the Kiellar. The way they spoke and the way they had looked at him, like he was some child who had wandered too far from home. Maybe in their eyes he was, but that did not make their attitude any less irritating.

He pushed it aside though, there were more immediate problems.

Neri had come back with food, clothes, and enough supplies to make the situation slightly less miserable. That alone was more than he had expected.

“Well I’ll be damned…” Dusk muttered.

He glanced toward Kim, lowering his voice a little.

“Part of me wants to ask how they got all that,” he said, eyeing the bundle of clothes, “Other part of me knows we don’t have a lot of room to complain right now.”

He moved over and sorted through what had been brought back, finally finding a pair of brown trousers and a grey button-up shirt that looked close enough to his size. The prison rags came off without hesitation. They had already worn out their welcome.

The boots stayed, those were still his.

The last thing he picked up was a worn, flat-brimmed hat with a curled edge and a pinched front. It had seen better days, but it sat low enough to keep the sun off his face.

Dusk adjusted it once, then gave a faint dry smirk.

“Guess we’re really leaning into the frontier look now.”

He looked toward Neri as she mentioned finding odd jobs in town and gave a small nod.

“That’s probably our best move. Labor, hauling, repairs, whatever they need done.”

Then he glanced back to Kim.

“With our background, maybe security too,” he added, the faint smirk still there, “'Guns for hire,' if this place is as Western as it looks.”

He tugged the hat down slightly against the glare.