He hadn't signed up for this. Obviously. Any of it. But just when he started to think he had this thing under control, even a little, the universe went and sprang some new goddamn trap on him. Nathan Drake, scrawny, smart mouthed kid that he was showing up nearly Sully's age and out of the blue was more than he counted on. He didn't know this guy. At all. He'd known Nate for a few months now, liked him, taught him what he could and tried to keep him from getting his face blown off. But Nate had known him for, hell, nearly twenty years? Longer than Sully'd ever stuck around anyone before. The knowledge of that was suffocating. It was enough to make him want to turn tail and run, but he hadn't even had the sense to do that.
Well, he'd get it sorted. At least he had some time to avoid the issue, with another goddamn responsibility that he probably shouldn't have signed up for.
He made his way to the center of the room, where his height would make him easy enough to find, trusted Bond would spot him before too long. And that he wouldn't go running off on him because, hell, last thing he needed was a slap on the wrist from the local PD because he couldn't keep double-oh-seven in check.]
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He hadn't signed up for this. Obviously. Any of it. But just when he started to think he had this thing under control, even a little, the universe went and sprang some new goddamn trap on him. Nathan Drake, scrawny, smart mouthed kid that he was showing up nearly Sully's age and out of the blue was more than he counted on. He didn't know this guy. At all. He'd known Nate for a few months now, liked him, taught him what he could and tried to keep him from getting his face blown off. But Nate had known him for, hell, nearly twenty years? Longer than Sully'd ever stuck around anyone before. The knowledge of that was suffocating. It was enough to make him want to turn tail and run, but he hadn't even had the sense to do that.
Well, he'd get it sorted. At least he had some time to avoid the issue, with another goddamn responsibility that he probably shouldn't have signed up for.
He made his way to the center of the room, where his height would make him easy enough to find, trusted Bond would spot him before too long. And that he wouldn't go running off on him because, hell, last thing he needed was a slap on the wrist from the local PD because he couldn't keep double-oh-seven in check.]