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Laia listened to them each in turn as they relayed their stories. It was almost scary, how similar they seemed. She looked at her lap. Of course they would sound similar. It only made sense. Only some people either didn't have the guts or were too slow and killed by their own family rather than being one of the survivors. Laia took out her dagger and picked out the dirt from underneath her nails. She mulled over Josh's compliment in her head. Of course they hadn't known each other for more than a few hours and the only reason they met was because she had gotten caught spying and planning to steal from them. He had no reason to like her in any way other than an extra hand for protection of the survivors. But it seemed he did. She smiled to herself and dipped her head to hide it in the shadows of her hood. She could get to like him.