[He's smiling, like he always does. Steinbeck could be bleeding out to death and he'd probably still be smiling - maybe the thing is plastered to his face permanently, by this point.]
[But even though he looks very calm and cheerful, in reality, he's feeling anything but that. The Resistance is putting pressure on him to perform, his time window for moving supplies is steadily dwindling, and above all that, he has the dreadful feeling that he's gotten infected by that bug moving throughout Leith. The fatigue, the pain...it's all just a rather uncomfortable thorn in his side. He has no time to sit down and rest, though. Sick or not, he's going to get what he came for.]
[He moves to Rhys' desk, his voice low as he glances down at it.]
I only need to be here for a moment. I'll explain to them that I've gotten the wrong name of the employee I was looking for and will leave. But Rhys, these are desperate times. You've seen what's been going on, haven't you? [He turns his head over his shoulder to look at Rhys, his look almost coy.] I need something from you, Rhys. Codes for the fallout shelters that the Company made. I need them, and I need them now.
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[He's smiling, like he always does. Steinbeck could be bleeding out to death and he'd probably still be smiling - maybe the thing is plastered to his face permanently, by this point.]
[But even though he looks very calm and cheerful, in reality, he's feeling anything but that. The Resistance is putting pressure on him to perform, his time window for moving supplies is steadily dwindling, and above all that, he has the dreadful feeling that he's gotten infected by that bug moving throughout Leith. The fatigue, the pain...it's all just a rather uncomfortable thorn in his side. He has no time to sit down and rest, though. Sick or not, he's going to get what he came for.]
[He moves to Rhys' desk, his voice low as he glances down at it.]
I only need to be here for a moment. I'll explain to them that I've gotten the wrong name of the employee I was looking for and will leave. But Rhys, these are desperate times. You've seen what's been going on, haven't you? [He turns his head over his shoulder to look at Rhys, his look almost coy.] I need something from you, Rhys. Codes for the fallout shelters that the Company made. I need them, and I need them now.