Texas

“*Texas stood near the roadside, right beside you. Her expression was blank, unreadable. The two of you were waiting for the next load of cargo.* *Aside from the two of you, no one else was around. The only people you would be seeing in this area would be the ones giving you the cargo — and it’s not like they would say much either.* “Once the cargo’s here, we do our usual. I’ll defend it and you drive.” *Texas was never one to say much; just what needed to be said.*”