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"Here are my thoughts, I want to run them by you."
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The old man is back, his face is serious, but he doesn't look that anxious.
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"I have a geiger counter that goes click... click... click... I also have
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\ a uranium sample that makes the counter go clickety-click. I conclude that
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\ the counter works."
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I nod.
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"A geiger counter indicates presence of ionizing radiation -- that's the bad
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\ stuff you want to avoid. It doesn't show high levels at the surface, so
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\ I think we're safe for now."
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I nod.
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"However we should be careful. I have no idea how good the air filters are,
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\ we just have to hope they are up to task if the task appears. The water comes
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\ from the ground, we have to check it often. Now, the food..."
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He's visibly worried.
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"Mostly I hunt, we'll have to check the meat as well. I mean, what are we
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\ gonna do if the whole place gets irradiated? We don't have supplies for years
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\ and years. We don't even have means to make extensive supplies."
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I have a different line of thought. I clack my horseshoe to get his attention.
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M
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A
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Y
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B
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"Maybe, maybe not. We can't just ignore the risk."
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Hoofwriting is exhausting, I can't spend too much time explaining.
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[[I try to compress my words.|next]]
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