It's going well, which means it's going terribly. Maine still doesn't really know how to feel. Only that whatever Wash is implying is likely not what Maine is thinking. Because he's thinking something not so good. And he doesn't know how to take how that makes him feel. Not knowing how to feel ( on top of suddenly being alive again and finding he's trapped in space with Wash again ) is only throwing all of his thoughts into chaos. He probably shouldn't be out here anymore.
Probably shouldn't be near Wash anymore. He could say he wasn't ready for this, but people aren't ever ready to be blindsided.
The sound he makes is mostly irritable, but it's not at Wash. Freelancer taught a lot of shit.
Because that's what it was. Shit. And thinking about it, Wash, the sims... It's not making for a pleasant mix. Maine doesn't really want to stick around and needs to find some place he can destroy something. He flexes his fingers before jamming both hands into the pockets of the hoodie. Everything in him tells him to just walk away from this and don't even look back. But, he doesn't want to leave on a sour note. So; Seen a gym around here? ]
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It's going well, which means it's going terribly. Maine still doesn't really know how to feel. Only that whatever Wash is implying is likely not what Maine is thinking. Because he's thinking something not so good. And he doesn't know how to take how that makes him feel. Not knowing how to feel ( on top of suddenly being alive again and finding he's trapped in space with Wash again ) is only throwing all of his thoughts into chaos. He probably shouldn't be out here anymore.
Probably shouldn't be near Wash anymore. He could say he wasn't ready for this, but people aren't ever ready to be blindsided.
The sound he makes is mostly irritable, but it's not at Wash. Freelancer taught a lot of shit.
Because that's what it was. Shit. And thinking about it, Wash, the sims... It's not making for a pleasant mix. Maine doesn't really want to stick around and needs to find some place he can destroy something. He flexes his fingers before jamming both hands into the pockets of the hoodie. Everything in him tells him to just walk away from this and don't even look back. But, he doesn't want to leave on a sour note. So; Seen a gym around here? ]