[ Oh, that's a few too many maybes to be hanging your hopes on, Nate... but it's sweet of you to assume. Never mind any second thought on the matter would torpedo such wishful thinking. Rafe Adler, forgetting the betrayal of a partner up and running out on him? Rafe Adler, giving up on anything he'd set his mind to unless it was pried out of his cold dead fingers? What a fucking joke.
The temptation to continue playing dumb is there, certainly, but while Rafe isn't about to shoot the gift horse he's presented with that doesn't mean he has to gape at it like it's the first one he's ever seen. So he makes an executive decision. ]
From the remains of crews off the lost fleet in Borneo. [ Nate can't see but Rafe is lounging out on a couch right now, one arm pillowed behind his head with a grin as he can't wait for the reaction he's bound to get. ] Yeah. I remember that.
[ Past tense, but conversationally so and wholly unimpressed as he doesn't so much reluctantly pop Nate's proud little bubble but brandishes a fistful of pins. ]
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The temptation to continue playing dumb is there, certainly, but while Rafe isn't about to shoot the gift horse he's presented with that doesn't mean he has to gape at it like it's the first one he's ever seen. So he makes an executive decision. ]
From the remains of crews off the lost fleet in Borneo. [ Nate can't see but Rafe is lounging out on a couch right now, one arm pillowed behind his head with a grin as he can't wait for the reaction he's bound to get. ] Yeah. I remember that.
[ Past tense, but conversationally so and wholly unimpressed as he doesn't so much reluctantly pop Nate's proud little bubble but brandishes a fistful of pins. ]