( A quickly rolling promise his hands coming up into a lovely and earnest surrender. The laughter still lingers around his eyes, but he manages to school down the rest of it. Yeah, maybe he feels a little bad for it. Just a tiny touch guilty.
He catches up, falling into step and nudging Nate gently with one shoulder. It's okay, man. If it's any consolation, he looked good as hell walking into that wall. )
C'mon, I got one more thing I wanna show you. After this it's a mystery.
( They breeze past a T intersection, ignoring the faint sound of a train whistle — god only knows what the hell's in there — and he hangs a left. The room opens up to a courtyard. )
It's real. Just in case you wanted to see something... not fake.
( A lame finish, but at least he's not the one that walked into a door.
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( A quickly rolling promise his hands coming up into a lovely and earnest surrender. The laughter still lingers around his eyes, but he manages to school down the rest of it. Yeah, maybe he feels a little bad for it. Just a tiny touch guilty.
He catches up, falling into step and nudging Nate gently with one shoulder. It's okay, man. If it's any consolation, he looked good as hell walking into that wall. )
C'mon, I got one more thing I wanna show you. After this it's a mystery.
( They breeze past a T intersection, ignoring the faint sound of a train whistle — god only knows what the hell's in there — and he hangs a left. The room opens up to a courtyard. )
It's real. Just in case you wanted to see something... not fake.
( A lame finish, but at least he's not the one that walked into a door.
Home to the oldest tree in New Amsterdam. )