I'm holding up, I always do. This isn't where I meant to go is all. I came in with the last group, so it's only been a few days but they've been crazy. There are a couple people here I recognize but they don't know me so seeing you might was a big relief.
[ He doesn't want to talk about it. He really, really doesn't want to talk about it. But more than that, Nate knows that shoving it all down into his chest every time it threatens to spill out is more dangerous than offering the slightest bit of information, and while Drake doesn't know him well, they have enough of a frame of reference between them that he can probably stand to share something. ]
yeah, we can catch up. you been to the red wings bar yet?
[ Drake heads straight there, orders a cheap beer at the bar and waits at it -- he's easy for Nate to spot considering he looks almost exactly the same, minus some hair length on top. And he raises his glass when he sees Nate enter.
[ With someone he actually knows Nate has fewer qualms about greeting Drake with a hand clapped to his shoulder, knowing the barrier of clothing will protect them both from unnecessary (or unwanted) empathetic sharing. In times like these, people should be entitled to their own thoughts and emotions. ]
Hey.
[ He takes the seat next to him, finding it difficult to tear his gaze away. ]
[ The contact gets Nate a broad, easy smile from Drake. He's a touchy guy, is used to shoulder clapping or hugging his friends at the least so New Amsterdam has been... a challenge. Lonely, and isolating even when it's not. And that's without considering his own personal weirdness. ]
It really is. You managed to make any friends in the time you've been here?
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holy crap
yeah
it's been a while
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Fuck, what a relief.
How are you holding up here?
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It feels like a lifetime has passed since then. ]
i'm holding up, i guess
been here a few months now and still don't know what the hell my supposed power is
are you doing okay? when did you get here?
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I came in with the last group, so it's only been a few days but they've been crazy. There are a couple people here I recognize but they don't know me so seeing you might was a big relief.
How you been?
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i'm okay. had a brief trip back home before i got here, but i can't say it was a good one. shit happens.
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yeah, we can catch up. you been to the red wings bar yet?
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There's an empty barstool next to him. ]
Hey. You're a sight for kidnapped eyes.
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Hey.
[ He takes the seat next to him, finding it difficult to tear his gaze away. ]
Jesus, it's good to see a familiar face.
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It really is. You managed to make any friends in the time you've been here?