It by some miracle does not go over his head: he gives an indignant little scoff. Still: it feels like Tim, when he teases. When he's generally insufferable. Tim from before everything went entirely to hell.
God. And things have only been worse, since— since he's been gone. There's so much he's missed. Martin and Peter Lukas and— Melanie. The secret of quitting. It hurts in ways he's managed to avoid thinking about for what feels like a long time, now.
"That's... fair."
He follows. Luckily, the Lux is not far-off and, as the only normal bar in town— rather than a garish evil nightclub made of mirrors— not difficult to find. July has been hell enough to keep most people off the streets, and even now that the chaos is dying down, it's quiet inside. Maybe they're even lucky enough that today's bartender is someone human, and not the guy with glowing eyes and black-feathered wings.
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God. And things have only been worse, since— since he's been gone. There's so much he's missed. Martin and Peter Lukas and— Melanie. The secret of quitting. It hurts in ways he's managed to avoid thinking about for what feels like a long time, now.
"That's... fair."
He follows. Luckily, the Lux is not far-off and, as the only normal bar in town— rather than a garish evil nightclub made of mirrors— not difficult to find. July has been hell enough to keep most people off the streets, and even now that the chaos is dying down, it's quiet inside. Maybe they're even lucky enough that today's bartender is someone human, and not the guy with glowing eyes and black-feathered wings.