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[It's definitely the nervous energy. Occasionally Nate will stop, as if prepared to make a new statement, before he starts pacing again.]

Yeah.

[He says again, distractedly.]

If you wanna- I can get Taako to front me again on an air supply to check out the water again, if you wanna take a stab at some temples?

[Splitting up is logical and Lance considers it, but some part of him feels really unsure about the idea.]

I think it might be best to stay together while checking the lake, at least; your record with the sharks isn't great, so I should be nearby just in case.

[Although he's absolutely not swimming. But he can wait on shore, so he can help if necessary in an emergency.]

[Nate tries (and fails) not to roll his eyes, suppressing a what are you, my mother? before begrudgingly nodding. While they cleared the lake of its shark problem, who's to say there isn't something more horrifying lurking even deeper?]

All right. You're the lifeguard.

[Skivvies and everything. He stops pacing for a moment.]

...you really think we can find this thing? That it isn't cloaked in magic or something?

[Lance just patiently waits for Nate's response, watching him and definitely not missing the eyeroll, but he's pleasantly surprised by the agreement. That was easier than expected.

But at the questions he gives a small shrug, not dismissively but just because he doesn't know.]

I'll be really surprised if we find it.

[Just being honest, however--]

But if we do, it'll be really worth it. And if not, at least we tried to do something.

[Instead of just waiting and dreading.]

[Nate is stubborn, but not so stubborn as to think that he can cover more area without a second pair of eyes. He nods quietly, brow furrowed, conscious of the fact that none of them are really safe with this bounty board made public.]

You got free time now? I say we go ahead and start.

[No time like the present.]

I'm stuck here for another hour or so until the next person arrives to watch the Clinic, but then I'll be able to start looking; I agree that the sooner the better.

[They're going to need as much time as they can get, probably. Lance would love to just go immediately, but he's one of the staff members capable of actually defending people here if necessary and he can't just leave until his replacement shows up.]

[It is evident that Nate isn't particularly happy that Lance can't drop everything all at once, but he suppresses it, swallows it, and shoves it away - he's got a responsibility, and frankly, Nate can get started without him. Nothing life-risking, but enough to do a little recon where he can.]

Okay.

[He nods, chewing his lip.]

I'll get in contact with the wizards. Let me know when you're off.

[He can tell that's not the answer Nate wanted, but that's the struggle of being responsible. Besides, Lance would never get over it if he bailed early and that happened to be the time someone showed up to murder one of the many clinic members on the Null's hit list.]

I'll send you a message about meeting up to trade Dr. Brennan's book.

[That's an easy excuse that won't be suspicious if the Null--or the gods, for that matter--are watching communications.]

[Nate doesn't have the same obligations that Lance has - in part he's grateful, but it also tends to make him considerably more anxious. It's that same sort of feeling he had back home, going to the same job every day no matter how much he liked the people. Like restless leg syndrome.]

Sounds good.

[Nate chews the question he has about Dr. Brennan writing a book before remembering that that's pretty on-brand for her.]

See you soon.

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