"I don't typically go out without a purpose," he told her confused. "Everything I need is here. My family, my home, my bed, food, water, shelter... People come to me with issues and I handle them here. Unless I'm going to the front lines of the war, I don't see a point in the outside world. I manage everything from here. My system works. I have people that take care of most things, but I don't understand what you see in it..." He never had to really leave his home. The outside world was being ruined by the newer generations to him. Half of them had forgotten what the war was for and believed it was for other reasons. He knew better. He was of a really old generation, a dying one...
He watched her and looked at the mess she had made. "We will get that cleaned in a bit," he mumbled. He had no idea what to think of this all... It was all new for him. She cherished things he had long since stopped carrying for. It was so strange...
He watched her and looked at the mess she had made. "We will get that cleaned in a bit," he mumbled. He had no idea what to think of this all... It was all new for him. She cherished things he had long since stopped carrying for. It was so strange...
