[ they're not here. some part of luke's attention stays with ian, but the other abruptly diverges, splits off like railroad tracks. not here - not here in the camp, on the continent, on the planet? the hand in his pocket curls fingers into his palm, the other starts to fidget, picking at the edge of a thumbnail. he murmurs, shaking his head. ]
No, man, don't-
[ a hand wafts at the air, dismissing. Not your fault, dude, is the intention, but his mind’s still hung up on - kids: absent. missing in action. donde esta?? A muscle at the edge of his jaw twitches, and luke swallows, frowning as he tries to catch up. ]
Sorry, you said a year? A fucking year, Ian? [ a soft scoff, luke shifting his weight onto his back foot, looking ian over like he’s only now noticing any evidence of the passage of time. ] Why waste time missing me when you could be enjoying not the end of days.
[ the laugh is slightly barked, just a little too harsh for completely casual. His kids are still back in end of days, as far as luke knows.
Hey luke, remember that time you took your eyes off lana for 2 minutes and she disappeared? Remember that time you went for a supply run and looters rolled up to the old camp while the twins were alone? Remember when— this is going to be a problem. ]
And I’m happy for you, but, uh. [ his shoulders shrug together, curving in a little too tight to look natural, and he’s already shifting back to glance around the immediate vicinity, scanning for tools or vehicles. ] I’m gonna need a jeep. Or a jet. Or fuck, I don’t know, the Enterprise, if you got it.
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No, man, don't-
[ a hand wafts at the air, dismissing. Not your fault, dude, is the intention, but his mind’s still hung up on - kids: absent. missing in action. donde esta?? A muscle at the edge of his jaw twitches, and luke swallows, frowning as he tries to catch up. ]
Sorry, you said a year? A fucking year, Ian? [ a soft scoff, luke shifting his weight onto his back foot, looking ian over like he’s only now noticing any evidence of the passage of time. ] Why waste time missing me when you could be enjoying not the end of days.
[ the laugh is slightly barked, just a little too harsh for completely casual. His kids are still back in end of days, as far as luke knows.
Hey luke, remember that time you took your eyes off lana for 2 minutes and she disappeared? Remember that time you went for a supply run and looters rolled up to the old camp while the twins were alone? Remember when— this is going to be a problem. ]
And I’m happy for you, but, uh. [ his shoulders shrug together, curving in a little too tight to look natural, and he’s already shifting back to glance around the immediate vicinity, scanning for tools or vehicles. ] I’m gonna need a jeep. Or a jet. Or fuck, I don’t know, the Enterprise, if you got it.