[After some deliberation, Barbara decides to leave Sybil in the stable. The ship isn't so far, and she doesn't mind stretching her legs. Besides, she's run her horse hard lately.
She decides to leave her armor on, though, as she usually does.
Barbara smiles when she spots Chris, striding over with her helmet under her arm.]
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She decides to leave her armor on, though, as she usually does.
Barbara smiles when she spots Chris, striding over with her helmet under her arm.]
Hello, young sir.