[Lupin snorted with laughter-- he really was like a lost child! Laughter was better than despair, he had learned long ago. He could worry about the rest of the draftees in the morning, or whenever they came back.]
Which ever is best for you...? Man this is weird!
[He pulled the penknife from the pocket of his loose pants and pulled the ribbon taut with both hands.]
Look. The important thing here is getting you back together, and doing it without you getting hurt. If that means carrying you the long way down the mountains, that's fine. If that means you need someone to guard your back, that's fine too. Sticking close to someone when they're in trouble isn't the hardest thing that I've done for someone I liked.
[A quick jerk of the penknife split the ribbon in two. He set the knife aside and held one of the halves out to Spock.]
2am on the 29th
Which ever is best for you...? Man this is weird!
[He pulled the penknife from the pocket of his loose pants and pulled the ribbon taut with both hands.]
Look. The important thing here is getting you back together, and doing it without you getting hurt. If that means carrying you the long way down the mountains, that's fine. If that means you need someone to guard your back, that's fine too. Sticking close to someone when they're in trouble isn't the hardest thing that I've done for someone I liked.
[A quick jerk of the penknife split the ribbon in two. He set the knife aside and held one of the halves out to Spock.]
Here. A souvenir.