[ it makes him smile, though to anyone else it's merely a twitch of lips, pouring himself another few fingers. figured you for a new yorker. basic was a lifetime ago, but the rest - barring space metaphors - is familiar. he takes a long, savoring drink before wiping his bandaged hand across his mouth and leaning towards alex a little. ]
Your thing isn't as obvious. Thought you might be... greener. [ jokes jokes jokes ]
That's what I said, yeah. [ he hesitates again, clutching the glass a little too hard in his hand. for all the time shenanigans he's had to put up with, he's not sure he's prepared to hear that america isn't a thing anymore by alex's timeline, but he can guess that's where it's going anyway. a part of him feels vindicated, those bastards deserved to have everything taken from them. but the same couldn't be said for the american people. he sees lady liberty in his mind's eye then, can feel the weight of his daughter and son flanking him on the ride to staten island, the acrid atlantic filling their nostrils- ] It's 2016 for me. [ he takes the rest of his glass down like a shot. here goes nothing. ]
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Your thing isn't as obvious. Thought you might be... greener. [ jokes jokes jokes ]
That's what I said, yeah. [ he hesitates again, clutching the glass a little too hard in his hand. for all the time shenanigans he's had to put up with, he's not sure he's prepared to hear that america isn't a thing anymore by alex's timeline, but he can guess that's where it's going anyway. a part of him feels vindicated, those bastards deserved to have everything taken from them. but the same couldn't be said for the american people. he sees lady liberty in his mind's eye then, can feel the weight of his daughter and son flanking him on the ride to staten island, the acrid atlantic filling their nostrils- ] It's 2016 for me. [ he takes the rest of his glass down like a shot. here goes nothing. ]