[While Harry chews that over, Shiro studies the other man's expression, his own creased in growing concern. That kind of faraway look is all too familiar. Especially being here for so long.]
We're dealing with it. [He says, by way of reassurance. Then motions Harry toward the boardwalk.] You kind of look like you could sit down. Feel like walking and talking?
[There's no great answer to "where is Trench". Not without trying to explain Deerington. Which is... a long ass story in itself.]
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We're dealing with it. [He says, by way of reassurance. Then motions Harry toward the boardwalk.] You kind of look like you could sit down. Feel like walking and talking?
[There's no great answer to "where is Trench". Not without trying to explain Deerington. Which is... a long ass story in itself.]