(quirks eyebrow) Dying your grandfathers hair? I'm sure your father would notice.

(blinks) Um. No. Um. Papa is my father and Daddy is my other father.

Oooh. Well then.

(nods) I know, most people don't have two dads, but I do. (shrugs)

Nothing wrong with that. (shrugs as well)

(smiles brightly) You're nice. I like you.

(smirks) Well thank you little lady, you're not half bad yourself.

(giggles) I'm Juniper.

(holds hand out) Dorian.

(takes his hand, shakes it firmly, giggles)

(raises eyebrow) Firm handshake. Reminds me of my days in the service. (grinning)

(grins) A military man? Impressive. I wasn't military, I'm a year under enlistment age, but I've fought a lot.

Ah... sort of military. More faithful to someone who couldn't stand the military.

(nods) I see. We have some of those here too. Anti-military. I'm on neither side. I just wanna stay safe.

See, boss is anti-military in the rebel sense. He wants his own military.

That's the group Patrick got mixed up in here. (small smile) We've got a lot of Anarchy problems here.

Oh? I wonder if boss knows Patrick..

(small laugh) Knew, maybe. Trick's gone now. But he mighta known him when he was alive.

Ahhh. Did Fuhrer kill 'im?

(blinks, frowns, bites her lip and shakes her head) I-I did, actually. Trick.... Trick lost himself in the war. He wasn't the same.

(nods) Gotcha. I had to do the same to Law, it sucked.

(looks down for a moment, then back up at him) He was the only person I knew that I had to kill. It's mostly Infected now.

You're lucky you don't have to kill lotta people you know. It's not fun.