[ Rafe merely scoffs at the dig, well aware of the triply-layered bullshit of such an accusation and from Nate of all people. It really points to the gauchos on him, the goddamn nerve to act as if he were somehow better — not when they were all of them scavengers picking at what bones history left them.
More than that, he doesn't bother with. Doesn't need to. All he says is one word, spoken with all the satisfaction only gotten after fifteen years of searching. ]
Avery.
[ True, he'd never stopped but the difference is there in the way he says it. There's certainty, as always, and something more. Relief. The finish line in sight and goddamn if it ever looked sweeter than this—
Right before being snagged into Wonderland, but eh. Minor setback in the grand scheme of things. ]
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More than that, he doesn't bother with. Doesn't need to. All he says is one word, spoken with all the satisfaction only gotten after fifteen years of searching. ]
Avery.
[ True, he'd never stopped but the difference is there in the way he says it. There's certainty, as always, and something more. Relief. The finish line in sight and goddamn if it ever looked sweeter than this—
Right before being snagged into Wonderland, but eh. Minor setback in the grand scheme of things. ]