"Felt like it," Tim says with a nod. "I never felt like I was getting anywhere, and then I'd be back. Which isn't a fantastic feeling after everything."
After The Unknowning, and Grimaldi, and everything uncanny and untrustful that had happened in Yarmouth. He doesn't like the idea of this place turning him around, but at least it's gentler than the horrors of twisting, unknowable hallways and raucous, friend-wearing strangers speaking with voices that aren't quite right at all.
"There's got to be something though, right?" Tim shrugs. "It's not like every house has a little garden plot in it, we're not sustaining ourselves. There's shops. So there's somewhere else besides this. Just...something keeping us in, or keeping us out. Both."
He gives Martin a tiny smile and a bit of a nudge. "But once Jon's back, on the mend, that's the gang back together, isn't it? Except, Christ, I hope you've got him better behaved than he was."
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After The Unknowning, and Grimaldi, and everything uncanny and untrustful that had happened in Yarmouth. He doesn't like the idea of this place turning him around, but at least it's gentler than the horrors of twisting, unknowable hallways and raucous, friend-wearing strangers speaking with voices that aren't quite right at all.
"There's got to be something though, right?" Tim shrugs. "It's not like every house has a little garden plot in it, we're not sustaining ourselves. There's shops. So there's somewhere else besides this. Just...something keeping us in, or keeping us out. Both."
He gives Martin a tiny smile and a bit of a nudge. "But once Jon's back, on the mend, that's the gang back together, isn't it? Except, Christ, I hope you've got him better behaved than he was."