[The two men don't say anything to them right away, but turn to talk quietly to one another.]
It's passable. [One finally says, and looks to Chrissy.]
But only for people with the right permits.
[The second finishes the thought, his tone implying they know there's no way they have the right kind of permit. But they're not shooting them, so Chrissy figures that's a good sign. She smiles a little, her eyes briefly making contact with the guy that's looking at her. When he doesn't look away, she averts her gaze first and ducks her head.]
You should know that by now. The only people with permits are military, clergy, and married couples that have business in New Greenwich. Everybody else stays back in the colonies.
[That's a weird list. Chrissy glances back up, and both men chuckle at the confusion on her face.]
Well, he's my husband. Why can't we go through?
[A casual lie just to get through won't hurt anything. Hopefully Johnnie manages to keep his reaction as easygoing as her response.]
You can as soon as you're able to prove you have enough to get you through the tollbooth at each zone since you don't got a permit. New Greenwich ain't cheap to get to. My family's been saving for decades and we can't get more than one zone out. There's no way you can afford it.
[So maybe this is just a situation where they have to pay to get through? Like only rich people can leave the areas they're in? It's starting to seem that way. That won't be...so bad. How many zones can there be before there's open road?]
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It's passable. [One finally says, and looks to Chrissy.]
But only for people with the right permits.
[The second finishes the thought, his tone implying they know there's no way they have the right kind of permit. But they're not shooting them, so Chrissy figures that's a good sign. She smiles a little, her eyes briefly making contact with the guy that's looking at her. When he doesn't look away, she averts her gaze first and ducks her head.]
You should know that by now. The only people with permits are military, clergy, and married couples that have business in New Greenwich. Everybody else stays back in the colonies.
[That's a weird list. Chrissy glances back up, and both men chuckle at the confusion on her face.]
Well, he's my husband. Why can't we go through?
[A casual lie just to get through won't hurt anything. Hopefully Johnnie manages to keep his reaction as easygoing as her response.]
You can as soon as you're able to prove you have enough to get you through the tollbooth at each zone since you don't got a permit. New Greenwich ain't cheap to get to. My family's been saving for decades and we can't get more than one zone out. There's no way you can afford it.
[So maybe this is just a situation where they have to pay to get through? Like only rich people can leave the areas they're in? It's starting to seem that way. That won't be...so bad. How many zones can there be before there's open road?]