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[duderaider]

Yeah, this place definitely lends itself to intense. [partially because there are things that dial up your mood to about a hundred thousand around every corner. partially because ... ] Maybe it's because this is kinda all we've got?

[he's pretty sure they've talked about the both of them being dead, back home]

[cleptes]

For some people, it is all they have. Likely not the life they envisioned for themselves but at least they have company. Others to become friends with.

[Not being able to leave on your own accord meant spending a lot of time with people and building up connections. She bonded with Peter in the hospital.]

I'm grateful to the people I've met here.

[duderaider]

Me, too.

[he pauses for a moment, then holds up his glass a little]

To friends -- one of the few good things to come out of this place.

[cleptes]

To friends.

[ Bela raises her glass in return, then takes a sip. ]

Long may they help up to keep our shit together.

[duderaider]

Amen.

[he'll drink to that -- and does]

[when he lowers his glass again, he's silent for a moment]

So, uh. Anything I can do for you, besides y'know -- [alcohol and a shoulder to cry on] -- lemme know, huh?

[speaking of friends helping friends keep their shit together]

[cleptes]

At the moment? No. You've done so much already, Nathan.

[Distracting Bela from her thoughts, giving her alcohol. Just being present now.]

That offer also goes both ways, you know. I mightn't be able to dispense any good advice, but I've got plenty of booze and interesting stories.

[duderaider]

I wouldn't say no to an interesting story?

[that might help both of them, right now, to get away from circling the drain on the losses they've both suffered]

wrap?

[cleptes]

Then let me tell you about the time I was almost drowned by a vengeful ghost...