Well, this is weird. I suspect I'm not the only one thinking so, but still. This is weird.
Thanks to whoever it was that got me all patched up, though. That was nice. Who knew that actually having your gunshot wound fixed by a real doctor would do so much good? Still hurts like no other, but the whole sterile bandage thing is a significant upgrade from what I had before.
Oh and I guess I should add, my name is Christina. This is definitely not home. And I'd love to know if there's a Tris around? Or maybe Uriah? Four?