"Is it that obvious?" Theo grinned. Yeah, it probably was. Surely the only people out right now were idiots new to Torchline -- or Torchers who'd lived here so long that the storms no longer bothered them.
But the stranger's attitude fit well with Theo's own: he wasn't beyond a little danger, a little thrill-seeking, himself. Even if the storm spooked him a bit because it was so unfamiliar. With a Halovian blizzard, for example, he'd know just how much danger he was in; here, someone could have told him that Mort himself waited in the eye of the storm to seize unwary souls and he would have had no way of proving them wrong.
"It's certainly something to watch," Theo said, looking out into the wind-blown sheets of rain. "How else do you usually enjoy a storm around here?"
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