[ Ian's done more than his fair share in whatever this is, so much so that Nate actively makes a face upon reading his text. The struggle is in putting a name to the vagueness that still hovers like a dense fog around them. An unsurety that chips away infinitesimal amounts of bedrock, like the steady dripping of water off a stalactite as it bores a smooth surface far below.
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Methodical. Slow. Inescapable. ]
what a pair huh[ Don't do that, Jesus, Nate. ]
save me a drink for when i get back?
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( A relatively safe call-back, but also a decent reminder that he cared about Nate before all this. Just in case that matters. )
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