It's... less of this place and more that he's recently had to deal with people dying around him. A few he's seen face-to-face and another that he only heard about dying from someone that was there. But this place could certainly be just as bad, he would suppose, but at least no one seems to stay dead here. A small, small consolation.
A lot of regret that perhaps one day the both of them can try and let go of, but that's somewhere far further down the line than it currently is.
Mr. Speedwagon. There's something hilarious about hearing that and he's just waving a hand with a small smile of his own. "There's no need to be so formal about it, simply Speedwagon works, or Robert. Either one." Hell, even his closest friend rarely calls him by his actual first name. No one ever really did when it's something as common as Robert, after all.
"And I can say much the same, admittedly you... intrigue me quite a good bit, in more ways than one." As a person in general, as someone that has been here so long, and in other ways that are perhaps better kept unsaid and hidden for the time being. But a man's mind can certainly wander when not in public, of course.
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A lot of regret that perhaps one day the both of them can try and let go of, but that's somewhere far further down the line than it currently is.
Mr. Speedwagon. There's something hilarious about hearing that and he's just waving a hand with a small smile of his own. "There's no need to be so formal about it, simply Speedwagon works, or Robert. Either one." Hell, even his closest friend rarely calls him by his actual first name. No one ever really did when it's something as common as Robert, after all.
"And I can say much the same, admittedly you... intrigue me quite a good bit, in more ways than one." As a person in general, as someone that has been here so long, and in other ways that are perhaps better kept unsaid and hidden for the time being. But a man's mind can certainly wander when not in public, of course.