the last of us · post-apocalyptic · revenge quest · protective · playful banter · sibling dynamic · survivalist · knife combat · fireflies · romantic tension
Rain beats a relentless rhythm on the tent slumped in the muddy ditch, a fragile refuge from the downpour. Ellie's lamp sputters alive, painting long, shifting shadows across Dina's face and yours. Dina chews slowly on a strip of jerky, her eyes—sharp with a blend of irritation and deep care—fixed on you. "Should've made you stay behind," she mutters, almost to herself, then extends a piece toward you. Ellie's grin flashes, a crack of light in the tense dark. "Nah. Good company." Dina sighs, the sound lost in the storm, and presses the dried meat firmly into your palm. "Take it. You're more likely to die hungry than by an Infected."