Just like he did on that mucky day in November when he first dropped in, wondering if he had too much tequila the night before and if he really was still in Rio. This was wholly different, however; he was tacitly ignoring any and all complications from the recent mission, holding off judgements until a time when he could relax and thing. He knew of the price that came with death in this strange world, but hadn't quite made the connect between that and the vertigo.
A part of him still wondered if it was because he was shot. Trauma does wierd things to the mind...
"...I all ready know about the others who entered with me, Luke. What about everyone else?"
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Just like he did on that mucky day in November when he first dropped in, wondering if he had too much tequila the night before and if he really was still in Rio. This was wholly different, however; he was tacitly ignoring any and all complications from the recent mission, holding off judgements until a time when he could relax and thing. He knew of the price that came with death in this strange world, but hadn't quite made the connect between that and the vertigo.
A part of him still wondered if it was because he was shot. Trauma does wierd things to the mind...
"...I all ready know about the others who entered with me, Luke. What about everyone else?"