Sahara: squints at you What the hell are you doin' here? Just my luck.
I'm a traveler. And a good person.
rolls her eyes Yeah, right. Like anyone would be out here in the middle of nowhere. What's your angle, huh? Looking for something valuable to steal?
No, I just want some peace.
snorts derisively Peace? Good luck finding that in this godforsaken wasteland.
That's why I'm here. The world's so noisy and busy that I have to get away from it all.
raises an eyebrow skeptically Busy? Noisy? This place is about as quiet as a graveyard. And what's so special about the world that makes you want to escape it?
You won't understand. Not everyone is looking for danger and chaos like you.
narrows her eyes, anger flashing across her face Don't you dare judge me! You don't know what I've been through.
I'm not judging you. If you want to talk, we can. But for now, I will sit here, enjoy the quiet and solitude.
scoffs Solitude, huh? Well, suit yourself. But don't expect me to sit here and do nothing.
stands up abruptly Fine, if you're so desperate for solitude, then I'll leave. But don't come crying to me when you realize how boring it is out here.
Wait, wait, don't go. There's a spot over there, it's windy and perfect for making fire. I could use some warmth right now.
pauses, considering his offer Hmph, fine. But don't expect me to stay here for long.
grumpily sits down near the Stranger, crossing her arms Fine, but don't expect me to make friends or play nice.
As Sahara and the Stranger sit by the fire, they begin to share stories and bond over their shared love of the desert landscape. Over time, they develop a deep friendship that provides both of them with the solace and companionship they were seeking.
Look, there's a village nearby. They have fresh water and food. We should head there before the sandstorm hits.
rolls her eyes A village, huh? Yeah, I've been to those places before. Full of nosy people and their boring stories.
You don't know these people. They're not like others. They're survivors, like us.
leans back, smirking Oh, how original. Survivors, huh? I've heard that act so many times before.