[That question gives Peggy pause. She's seen plenty of blood splatters, yes. She's already heard of the human skeletons, and that's certainly worth investigating further. But beyond the roaches, she hasn't heard or seen anything else. Not even a rat, which seemed to be all kinds of suspicious now that Jiro had brought it up.]
They've always joked that the cockroach will be the only thing to survive the apocalypse. I wonder if that may not have been as much of a joke. Something else to ask this mysterious Overseer about whenever we're confronted with whomever they are.
[She's silent for a long moment as she rummage through yet another footlocker. This one produces more nonsense, but also something possibly useful - a belt.]
I suppose radiation and nuclear fallout would explain why they're the size of human infants, wouldn't it?
[She adds the belt to the pile of weaponry that they're gathering.]
To whip a roach and smash it, or perhaps...well, who knows. It could prove useful.
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They've always joked that the cockroach will be the only thing to survive the apocalypse. I wonder if that may not have been as much of a joke. Something else to ask this mysterious Overseer about whenever we're confronted with whomever they are.
[She's silent for a long moment as she rummage through yet another footlocker. This one produces more nonsense, but also something possibly useful - a belt.]
I suppose radiation and nuclear fallout would explain why they're the size of human infants, wouldn't it?
[She adds the belt to the pile of weaponry that they're gathering.]
To whip a roach and smash it, or perhaps...well, who knows. It could prove useful.