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He seemed confused by what she meant about making a living. Though, Phoebe was starting to get a sense that he lived a very atypical life, based on their current location and his speech pattern. But she didn’t show any sign of frustration or judgement of it. Everyone had their challenges in life. Maybe his was speech. ”Yes, make a living as in working. What work do you do so you can trade for things you need?” she said, being more explicit about what she meant her tone still happy and ever patient. Her head tilted a little to the side as he spoke more. ”So…you live out here by yourself and don’t go into town ever? Don’t you get lonely?” she asked, a hint of concern in her voice. She liked her privacy and alone time as much as the next person but to exist entirely on one’s own…not only did it seem dangerous but it seemed like it would be maddening! ”Do you not have any family or friends? Phoebe In a gentle way, you can shake the world