There, he doesn't disagree. At least in theory; only time will tell if it's what works for Nate. Since they left home they've had time to grieve, and it's-- well, it's not like there's a right way. Getting trashed always let him release a little of the tension. It's something. Better than nothing.
He doesn't ask if she knows them, not when she tries so hard not to know anyone here. There's wisdom in that; letting people in means sharing loss.
Loosing a heavy breath, he shifts a bit closer. Always, loss makes him think of home. It's what's waiting for them.
"You ever think about goin' places? Through that gate."
He's not sure whether or not it's a change of topic.
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There, he doesn't disagree. At least in theory; only time will tell if it's what works for Nate. Since they left home they've had time to grieve, and it's-- well, it's not like there's a right way. Getting trashed always let him release a little of the tension. It's something. Better than nothing.
He doesn't ask if she knows them, not when she tries so hard not to know anyone here. There's wisdom in that; letting people in means sharing loss.
Loosing a heavy breath, he shifts a bit closer. Always, loss makes him think of home. It's what's waiting for them.
"You ever think about goin' places? Through that gate."
He's not sure whether or not it's a change of topic.