Rayne listened to the gossip on her way to the end of the line and frowned. She knew her car would stand out a little, but she didn’t expect this much attention.
"Don’t worry about them; they’re just jealous. Even if we arrived in a half-broken junk car, someone would still be pointing at us saying the same thing," said Julian after noticing her unhappy expression.
Rayne stood silently beside him, thinking about his words. She felt he was correct; there will always be someone coveting another person’s things.
"At least now we can drive around without worry since everyone knows about the vehicle. It’ll also be harder for people to steal it, since I doubt anyone else has the same model," added Julian.
"Yes, you’re right. Even in the worst case, it’s not like we can’t get another one," she smiled, whispering quietly.
The rest of the time was uneventful, just the typical occasional crying by those who could not afford the registration fee.
There was a small tent city forming just outside the base, consisting of those who had been turned away. These people felt that at least living in close proximity to the base would be better than nothing.
After waiting in line for about three hours, Rayne started to feel hungry. They still had a long line ahead of them, so she would have to make do with eating something small for now.
Using her backpack as cover, Rayne opened her system and pulled out a small grilled chicken wrap, handing a second one to Julian.
As she quietly ate the wrap, she spotted two young children from the family in front of them peeking over at her. They looked to be around 10 years old and appeared very thin and dirty, their eyes not leaving the chicken wrap in Rayne’s hand.
Rayne instantly felt sorry for them and pretended to open her backpack once more to pull out two more chicken wraps. She looked around to make sure no one was watching and quickly handed the food to the two children.
Their eyes lit up once they realized she was giving it to them, and they quickly accepted the wraps, biting into them.
Their mother noticed the commotion and looked over to see her two children eating.
"Where did you two get this?! Quickly, tell me!" she asked in a hushed tone. She was worried that they may have stolen the food from someone in line.
Before the children could answer, she turned to look around and noticed the same chicken wrap as the ones her children were eating in Rayne’s hands.
"Miss, did my children steal this food from you? Please forgive them. I will do my best to pay you back as soon as possible! Unfortunately, I don’t have many supplies on me right now," she said, beginning to apologize profusely.
Rayne quickly went to stop her. "No, it’s okay! I gave it to them. They were adorable, and I wanted to give them a small gift," explained Rayne.
The woman’s eyes began to tear up. "Thank you, miss. This is the first real meal they’ve had in weeks. We had to pay most of our supplies in exchange for a car ride here."
"It’s no problem at all," said Rayne quietly, restraining herself from handing over more food. As much as she wanted to help this family, there were too many people around, and she had already garnered unwanted attention.
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