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<span style="font-family: 'Verdana'">Upon arrival, Liora was quick to notice the look that Montana had cast in her direction. The man was practically gritting his teeth, apparently holding back from saying whatever was on his mind at that moment. It was clear to Liora, but the others likely wouldn’t understand the reason for his adverse reaction to her presence. <br/>
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As everyone gathered together, Liora took notice of them each. She recognized some of their faces simply from living at the Spire and moving throughout it. Though she hadn’t gotten to know any of them on a personal level, other than Montana, who had made it his mission to keep Liora protected from harm, by not exposing her to it at all. <br/>
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She could never decide if Montana’s self appointed role over her was supposed to feel more like an elder brother’s protection or a possessive admirer’s command. Either way, Liora had never felt the urge to find out the answer to that question. She had a feeling that women were fawning over Montana all the time as it was, and she hardly wanted to be known as a groupie. <br/>
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Politely, Liora smiled to the others, even to the German Shepherd dog who appeared to belong to the woman with long, dark hair. She hadn’t heard the woman’s name until Montana spoke it to Jamison, the redhead male who seemed to be itching to kill some zombies for some reason. She never understood the people who enjoyed killing the infected. What was enjoyable about it?<br/>
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The woman with binoculars and a dance in her step joined them last. Had she been watching them from a distance? Liora’s brows furrowed as she watched the girl - Tae, she said her nickname was - get into position with them, perking a brow at Montana. She looked pretty young, to Liora. What was the age requirement for going out on runs, again? <br/>
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But, she tried to put all of those thoughts behind her and focus on Landry, who she did remember, and who she thanked. He didn’t seem to remember her initially, which Liora understood. After all, he must have seen a lot of patients on a daily basis. “All better now, thanks to you… and Montana,” she added, flashing him a small smirk, as an afterthought.<br/>
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He insisted that it wasn’t necessary to pay him back, but Liora waved a hand in the air at his declaration. “That’s how I work. Someone does a favor for me, I owe them. So, as of now, there’s only you and Montana on that list.” She chuckled. “As you can imagine, it’s hard to find opportunities to pay someone back for something as large as saving your life.” </span><br/>
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