[ There's a lot they haven't told each other about where they came from. Maybe for some of the same reasons, Gabe thinks absently. Who wants to dwell on the bad shit? And most of it was bad, back home. You fight, you survive, you get up the next day and do it again. Clockwork. Muscle memory. And then what?
Maybe it doesn't have to be like that. Maybe it could be better one day. Maybe they could do that. Build that shit instead of just fighting all the time.
Gabe hums a little, folding the towel in his hands just for something to do. ]
Smart. Gnarly, but smart.
[ It's a distraction, he knows. But it works. He sets the towel down. ]
I gotta leave 'em out for a while. But this part's done. Tell me about it?
[ Or just tell him anything. It's a distraction and he knows it, but Gabe really doesn't care. ]
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Maybe it doesn't have to be like that. Maybe it could be better one day. Maybe they could do that. Build that shit instead of just fighting all the time.
Gabe hums a little, folding the towel in his hands just for something to do. ]
Smart. Gnarly, but smart.
[ It's a distraction, he knows. But it works. He sets the towel down. ]
I gotta leave 'em out for a while. But this part's done. Tell me about it?
[ Or just tell him anything. It's a distraction and he knows it, but Gabe really doesn't care. ]