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Reese glanced over the services, finding the prices fairly cheaper than what he had seen two states back or so, not that he couldn't have afforded it, just the fact that it was always nice to spend as little money as possible, especially out in the wastes where a weapon was almost required to survive.

He heard some muttering going on in the back though he couldn't make out who it was, for all he knew it could have just been the radio going on, though his curiosity was getting the better of him, he couldn't help but think in his head what was going on, it was human nature after all, wondering about the world around them as well as trying to find answers to every little question or problem.

“Yeah, I'd like my gun touched up on the exterior, get rid of the small scratches and dents on it, also I'd like the barrel replaced, feel like it could go at any moment.” He lightly chuckled, then added, “Say there was a two people that I had traveled with a little ways back down the road, I thought I saw them come in here, I had been hoping to get the chance to tell them thanks, not too many friendly strangers out there.”

He may have paid them, but he felt he hadn't given a proper thanks, they could have just either gone past him or killed him and taken his stuff, though they didn't and that at least merited a proper thanks to say the very least.