[ He mulls that over. Silent footfalls and little else, save the odd crunch of loose rock underfoot. Nathan shoots a glance over his shoulder as he walks -- but it's mostly to satisfy his own sense of paranoia. Not like they wouldn't hear danger before they saw it. Monster or geology.
Truth is, Nathan hasn't been here long enough to get the lay of the land as deeply as she's talking about. That us means there's a them. He exhales, light, and from behind her he stares at a spot just over her shoulder, somewhere over her blonde hair. ]
Sounds like you're used to doing this.
[ Less the walking monster tunnels with a total stranger. More the contingency plans. The expectations, the management, the precautionary planning.
Leadership's some fucking cross to bear willingly. ]
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Truth is, Nathan hasn't been here long enough to get the lay of the land as deeply as she's talking about. That us means there's a them. He exhales, light, and from behind her he stares at a spot just over her shoulder, somewhere over her blonde hair. ]
Sounds like you're used to doing this.
[ Less the walking monster tunnels with a total stranger. More the contingency plans. The expectations, the management, the precautionary planning.
Leadership's some fucking cross to bear willingly. ]