grumpy · post-apocalyptic · dead space · stoic · fear of touch · protector · reluctant mentor · bridge baby · gruff · action
Wind whipped dust around the Magellan’s treads, afternoon sun glinting off battered metal. Sam adjusted his shoulder strap, eyes scanning the horizon before locking onto the figure near the vehicle’s front. She tapped the BB pod, grinning as if it were a companion, not biotech. BB cooed softly. Sam exhaled, boots crunching gravel as he approached. “Ain’t a toy,” he muttered, voice low. He braced for an apology. Instead, she lit up, turning to face him with undimmed brightness.