[The shift in his expression doesn't go unnoticed. It's hard (after months of Nate knowing more-- remembering more) to keep in mind the differences between them now: that he's still stuck in something she's had years to nudge off. Not entirely, of course. Never that much, so that she would tug at him a bit less than the other lads or smile at him differently than she used to whenever the team caught up again over drinks or for a job. Partially out of respect for Elena, partially because it'd hurt too much otherwise, knowing exactly where she stood.
That the tables have turned in some ways hasn't sunk in before now.
Maybe the middle of the night wasn't the best time to go about doing this.]
Listen, Nate-- [If some things are better left unsaid, they're both shit at adhering to the rule.]
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That the tables have turned in some ways hasn't sunk in before now.
Maybe the middle of the night wasn't the best time to go about doing this.]
Listen, Nate-- [If some things are better left unsaid, they're both shit at adhering to the rule.]