Both, the day's drive back to Monroe was relatively uneventful. H sat silently in the car, only speaking when spoken to, and he unloaded Matilda's goods with relative speed. The crates Matilda offered you were filled with various things: survival clothing, canned food, butane, batteries, random electronica, etc... dNone of it was in pristine condition, but some of it is probably salvageable. Is there anything in particular that stood out to either of you? Or was that largely a bust in terms of payment?
Rue, In any case, you pulled into Monroe just as the sun was setting, and you find a couple of regulars have set up a campfire outside the church. They've roasted a boar, and are starting to get a little drunk. The door to the church is open with the lights flicker occasionally from the generator chugging along, but things seem in order. There's two people here you've never met before, one of them is a pretty-boy — at least as pretty as you can get in this day and age. He's got the serious demeanour of someone who's lived through their share of hardships. The woman with him though, looks like his younger sister. Same blonde hair, same blue eyes, but she's got more meat on her bones... She looks well taken care of. She's loudly chatting with the boys at the fire about how they recently scared off some raiders for a place called "The Pough". She's got one of those over-confident intonations that usually accompanies beginner's luck. She's so loud you can hear her from in the church.
One of the guys who bunks in your church, Prim, he raises a glass to you when you approach, "Hey Rue! Come have a drink with us!"
Robinson, you find your workshop precisely how you left it, but word of your return has started to spread. A blonde-haired man, young and dirty from days of travel, is walking up the trail to your workshop as you unlock the door. "You Robinson?" He calls out as he gets within earshot.