Sounds like a useful man to have around, [Alex agreed, commiserating.]
[He gives a silent nod of thanks when Frank fills his cup, and goes to drink it when the man continues. He pauses, glass almost to his lips, a sinking feeling suddenly in his gut.
Damn.
Damn.
He took the drink after all - just a quarter of what was in the glass - and then set it back down, before his hands idly went went fiddle with the wedding ring on his finger - the band a dark gunmetal grey with a slight glint of red - the exact colour of martian dust. He didn't seem to notice that he even went for it - it was entirely a subconscious motion.]
... Probably for the best. [ He could agree on that, even if it settled a hell of a lot of guilt into his gut. ]
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[He gives a silent nod of thanks when Frank fills his cup, and goes to drink it when the man continues. He pauses, glass almost to his lips, a sinking feeling suddenly in his gut.
Damn.
Damn.
He took the drink after all - just a quarter of what was in the glass - and then set it back down, before his hands idly went went fiddle with the wedding ring on his finger - the band a dark gunmetal grey with a slight glint of red - the exact colour of martian dust. He didn't seem to notice that he even went for it - it was entirely a subconscious motion.]
... Probably for the best. [ He could agree on that, even if it settled a hell of a lot of guilt into his gut. ]