[It was homemade food and that put it leaps and bounds ahead of most of the stuff that he ate in the last six years. Even cold, he had no problem with it, and it was hardy and tasty, so he wouldn't deny enjoying it. Made him wonder when the last time he had cooked. Made him wonder if he even could anymore.] Fair enough. I'm not your boss. You do whatever you want.
[It had been awhile since he had regretted his life, but now didn't seem like it was worth a new try at it. If this alcohol was as good as Reyes indicated, he was going to need to be cautious. He was here because his presence was requested, not so he could just give into that gaping despair that they could so easily stand on the edge of.] At least you're taking up old hobbies, I guess.
[It wasn't like Reyes slept apparently. That was a lot of time to think of losses. No wonder Gabriel wanted to get black-out drunk and forget for a few hours. Blessed peace and quiet from the brain weasels.]
So does that mean you're supposed to enjoy it while you can, or just refuse to do anything because it doesn't matter anyway?
[He grunted and sipped from his bottle once he had finished chewing the food in his mouth. The fruitiness didn't exactly mix well with the savoury food, but he had no complaints about free stuff.]
No regrets, huh? That's a good thought, I guess. We did a lot back then. [A pause as he rubbed his thumb on the bottle absently.] Remember when we were arguing over that Prague strategy and Ana grabbed us both by the ears and dragged us around the whole room calling us stubborn idiots?
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[It had been awhile since he had regretted his life, but now didn't seem like it was worth a new try at it. If this alcohol was as good as Reyes indicated, he was going to need to be cautious. He was here because his presence was requested, not so he could just give into that gaping despair that they could so easily stand on the edge of.] At least you're taking up old hobbies, I guess.
[It wasn't like Reyes slept apparently. That was a lot of time to think of losses. No wonder Gabriel wanted to get black-out drunk and forget for a few hours. Blessed peace and quiet from the brain weasels.]
So does that mean you're supposed to enjoy it while you can, or just refuse to do anything because it doesn't matter anyway?
[He grunted and sipped from his bottle once he had finished chewing the food in his mouth. The fruitiness didn't exactly mix well with the savoury food, but he had no complaints about free stuff.]
No regrets, huh? That's a good thought, I guess. We did a lot back then. [A pause as he rubbed his thumb on the bottle absently.] Remember when we were arguing over that Prague strategy and Ana grabbed us both by the ears and dragged us around the whole room calling us stubborn idiots?