“It is good to know,” she said with a small smile as she watched him approach her. The topolino was braver this time, was he not? Maybe it was the light of the day, easing away the wariness of the night.
She noticed the scars on his body, but she didn’t comment on them. It was none of her business and she had seen ones far worse – some created by her own hands. “Do you usually wait for it to rain before you shower?” She wouldn’t be surprised if the answer was yes. There were limited options in town and no options down in the subway. Given the blister gas and blobs, Arden couldn’t entirely trust any open body of water in the area either. Not lakes or ponds.
Who knew how contaminated they were?
If she didn’t find shelters to be so annoying, she might have joined one of the better establishments just for the possibility of a hygienic outlet. But it wouldn’t be worth it. She would simply have to send Nico to figure it out.