[ Like before, his disbelieving look skitters away from full eye contact. The answer is clear before he says anything. ]
I have to go. You can wait for my memoirs.
[ Instead of pushing past Petre (he remembers the grip on his hand), Nate elects to try going the other way. Never mind rejoining his friends, he has to leave. He'd quit his job and move to another city if that were possible. Call it a spiritual crisis and laugh hysterically in private. ]
no subject
I have to go. You can wait for my memoirs.
[ Instead of pushing past Petre (he remembers the grip on his hand), Nate elects to try going the other way. Never mind rejoining his friends, he has to leave. He'd quit his job and move to another city if that were possible. Call it a spiritual crisis and laugh hysterically in private. ]