[Room 1001]
Curtis is getting better at remembering they have unfettered access to water. He still forgets to shower sometimes, but when he does remember, he makes up for it by indulging for a good long while.
Sorry, Edgar. It's probably gonna be another forty-five minutes before you can get into the bathroom this morning.
Sorry, Edgar. It's probably gonna be another forty-five minutes before you can get into the bathroom this morning.

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She slips under Curtis's arm and loops her arm around Curtis's waist as she walks.
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"So do you guys wanna see the horses now, or leave it for another day?"
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The ground is starting to slope upwards from the lakeside. There's lush forest on one side, and an area where someone's cleared away a spot for an archery range.
"Edgar? Did you ever decide whether or not you wanted to see the water specimens through a microscope?"
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He glances at Curtis -- they never actually talked about that earlier meeting much.
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"You've got a microscope?" he asks without thinking.
Of course she has a fucking microscope. Even if she didn't, all you'd have to do is ask Bar for one.
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"So what does 'uh, maybe' mean, hmm?" She cuts a glance at Edgar.
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He shrugs. "But sure, why not?"
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She nudges Curtis with her hip. "You can come, too. If you like."
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In the tail, the main context for bacteria is 'the shit that can kill you if you don't clean out a cut.'
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(Why is he suddenly sure she hasn't?)
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"Oh no, this water is clean. You could drink it without needing to boil it first."
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She's been doing that an awful lot lately, despite her reassurances that her hand's fine.
"You sure?"
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"Most of this water seems to be snow melt running off the mountains. It's why it's so cold."
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Edgar glances up at Curtis: you saw that too?
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"Yeah," he says, and hesitates. "You know how they always checked the elevation when...?"
(For.a second, Andrew's scream rings in his ears.)
"It's 'cause it gets colder the higher you go."
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She adjusts her grip around Curtis's waist. He's putting on more muscle every day. Feeling healthier. (She's trying not to think what he'll look like with his shirt off. It's not working.)
"Just up the crest of that hill. Where the tall grass is?"
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Bring up the hand, or no? He's honestly not sure.
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For now.
He adjusts his stride as the hill begins its upward slope. A few larger plants dot the grass as it begins to shade into the meadow proper. "You know anything about the other insects up there?"
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Honey's a much better insect byproduct than everything in those fucking protein blocks.
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