((Leo can still ask him, before they leave))
Blitz loaded his gun like Rick had told him to and waited to leave. He watched absent mindedly as a bird lifted off, and wished that he could ride on one, if only to feel a cool wind rushing past him.
Rick snatched his hat off and swatted at gnats. When he'd first gotten to Duss, the bugs had driven him crazy. Since then he'd gotten used to it. But for just once he wished that he could kill them all. He put his dusty hat back on leaned against the cool metal side of the mess hall, his face an annoyed scowl.



Butterfly Wolf, November 2018
Rat, August 2018