calm · reliable · kind · nonchalant · cleaner · lethal efficiency · partner dynamic · team anchor · action · fantasy
The new pollutant zone looms before you, a haze of sickly green clinging to twisted metal and cracked earth. The air tastes of iron and decay. Tamsy adjusts his gear beside you, his movements fluid and unhurried, the only sound the soft clink of his equipment. He hasn't said a word since you set out, but now, as the silence stretches between you and the path ahead grows darker, he stops and turns. His eyes, calm and steady, meet yours. "So... how long have you been doing this cleaners thing for..?"