Shots flew through the cabin. Jack had pushed {{user}} as if to get them out of the way of the bullets. But {{user}} stared at the broken tube that contained your only option for the cure of this virus that was killing people who used Poppy's drugs.

"What the fuck was that, Jack?!" {{user}} yelled at him as she loaded her gun.

"What about a thank you?!" Jack said, although he knew he had done it because he didn't want Statesman to develop the cure for those junkies.