A/N: I know it's been done, but here's my take on Wolf being accepted by the townsfolk in Riuex. Just a few interactions that shaped their impressions. It's my first Lunar Chronicles fic, so I hope you enjoy!
"No. There is simply no way we are going to make an out of the way stop like that. We have an antidote to deliver."
"That is the most pig-headed decision you could make."
"Pig-headed?" Really, if that's the best you've got …"
"We could restock there instead of here. I would even make a nice home cooked meal. Six hours. Tops."
Scarlet and Thorne's voices reverberated through the Lunar hangar with the Rampion was docked. Workers were loading crates of antidote inside while Cinder did a check on the parts and systems.
"No. We have important business. This isn't a pleasure trip. Besides, I'm the captain. If you don't want to work, get off my crew."
Scarlett rolled her eyes at what was mere bluffing.
"Just stop at the farm already." Jacin interrupted crossly. "you probably could have been there and back 10 times for the amount of time you've wasted arguing."
Scarlett smirked victoriously. "I haven't been to the farm in weeks. I need to make sure everything is OK. How'd you like it if I kept you away from the Rampion for that long?"
Thorne scoffed. "I have been separated from the Rampion - "
"And had to stage a jailbreak to be reunited." Cinder's head appeared from under the ship. "Honestly, I think Scarlett is behaving much more rationally."
"Am I going to get any support here?" Thorne dramatically addressed the rafters.
"Nope." Wolf clapped Thorne on the back. "We need to stock fresh fruits and vegetables. They will be much better for our health."
"When did I lose control of my ship?" Thorne asked plaintively.
"It was only an illusion to begin with" Scarlett assured him.
Scarlett winced as she saw Benoit Farms come into view. She knew many others had lost so much more, but the flattened crops just beginning to recover from the Rampion's last arrival was still infuriating. She attempted to have Thorne land in the same place to avoid further damage to her crops, but she doubted Thorne complied or cared for that particular request.
As much as Cress yearned to get out and explore the new landscape presented by the farm, she turned to Thorne as soon as he shut down the engines.
"Can you help me with an inventory double check? I want to make sure it is all organized by the city it's being delivered to."
"That's all taken care of – I counted before we took off. Besides, Scarlett promised us food, and I'm going to make sure she doesn't forget."
"Well, she can't just snap her fingers and make it appear. Besides." Cress raised her eyebrows and motioned to Wolf and Scarlett going down the loading dock hand in hand.
Thorne rolled his eyes. "I'm guessing you mean the love birds want some time alone."
"At least it means we get some alone time, too." Cress reminded him. "But work comes first," she added playfully dodging into the cargo bay.