[Over the past week and a half, Charlie's seen his fair share of strange visitors - old friends, new acquaintances, people he's never met before. It's been an endless rotation and honestly none of it's been terribly rewarding: same shit, different day tends to be the moral of the story.
But this is Nathan Drake he's dealing with, so it figures that if he's going to have one off kilter visitation during his stint in lockup, that it'd be with him. And while Charlie's not really keen on playing catchup, he's also talked himself hoarse about almost everything else this week; might as well keep that ball rolling, right?
He stands up abruptly from where he's sitting on one of the lower bunks. It takes him a second but after a beat, Charlie scrubs his hand across the top of his head and frowns.]
Very funny.
[Though come to think of it, Nate looks a little fresher faced than he's entirely used to these days. Not by much maybe, but-- far enough for Charlie to notice the discrepancy. Which isn't the only part that sticks out like a sore thumb:]
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But this is Nathan Drake he's dealing with, so it figures that if he's going to have one off kilter visitation during his stint in lockup, that it'd be with him. And while Charlie's not really keen on playing catchup, he's also talked himself hoarse about almost everything else this week; might as well keep that ball rolling, right?
He stands up abruptly from where he's sitting on one of the lower bunks. It takes him a second but after a beat, Charlie scrubs his hand across the top of his head and frowns.]
Very funny.
[Though come to think of it, Nate looks a little fresher faced than he's entirely used to these days. Not by much maybe, but-- far enough for Charlie to notice the discrepancy. Which isn't the only part that sticks out like a sore thumb:]
Jesus, who'd you kill on the way over?