337: Kindred Spirit

Kindred Spirit

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"Done. Have you taken all the freeze-dried meals?" I asked out of curiosity.

"The ones on the shelves, yes. And the spices, camping stoves, burners, and fuel," she added.

"Have you checked out the stock room yet?" I continued. We really didn't need the MREs, but anyone not looking for food right now would be suspicious.

"Not yet, we heard you approaching before we could get back there."

"How much of this stuff then is free game?" I asked, a smile on my face.

"Depends on what you want?" she answered looking at me.

"Bed sheets?" I said, pointing to the wall of matching bed sheets in various sizes.

"Yours," she replied with a shrug.

"Thanks." With a flick of my wrist, I brought all the sheets into my space. I watched her face and was impressed when she didn't so much as flinch. "Power user?" I asked.

"Nope, just read way too many online novels," she chuckled.

"Really nothing like what is going on, right?!?" I laughed.

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