Elias picked up the map. His hand was steady now.
“Chuck.”
“That’s my favorite joke,” Chuck 3.0 said. “I learned it from you.” parrot chuck 3.0
Elias stared at the parrot. “Why didn’t you just fly there yourself? You could have broadcast the coordinates.” Elias picked up the map
“Hope.”
“Who’s there?”
Chuck hopped to the bunker’s air filtration panel. With a tiny, precise claw, he popped open the maintenance hatch and pointed to a slow-climbing gauge. “I have seventeen chemical sensors in my beak alone. Your old Geiger counter is broken. Has been for weeks. I’ve been monitoring your sleep apnea, your hydration, and the decay rate of the cesium isotopes outside. You didn’t ask. So I didn’t tell. Until now.” parrot chuck 3.0
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