Nova worried every time he had to go out for food. She knew that radicalism quite literally roamed the streets, and to go into the wrong neighborhood meant death. He assured her that the path he took was a safe one and that the lords of the Depo could be trusted, but still she was fraught with worry.
It wasn't much longer later that he came home.
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