Well, sure. [ Said amiably. ] A drink, especially a proper one, can't be far away.
[ And after everything they've all been through, a drink actually isn't a bad idea. Nate might not be a regular bar crawler at the best of times, but in a city like this one it seems like the usual modern comforts aren't going to be too foreign from what he's used to. Underground establishments; surreptitious holes in walls — surely he can find a decent speakeasy, at least. ]
Good to meet — [ Wait. Did he hear that correctly? It's not an especially common name, not for someone who looks like Jack does. And that niggling feeling from earlier only makes sense now; it's like seeing a woodcut illustration come to life, only those had never even been all that accurate to begin with. For one thing, the guy standing in front of him looks younger, better.
His fingers tighten ever-so-slightly over Jack's, the change in his expression due entirely to excitement more than anything else. ] — Jack Rackham, huh? Damn. [ No freakin' way.
(Well okay, maybe there's awe and disbelief mixed in there, too.) He has to work his composure back into something a little more cool and collected. ]
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[ And after everything they've all been through, a drink actually isn't a bad idea. Nate might not be a regular bar crawler at the best of times, but in a city like this one it seems like the usual modern comforts aren't going to be too foreign from what he's used to. Underground establishments; surreptitious holes in walls — surely he can find a decent speakeasy, at least. ]
Good to meet — [ Wait. Did he hear that correctly? It's not an especially common name, not for someone who looks like Jack does. And that niggling feeling from earlier only makes sense now; it's like seeing a woodcut illustration come to life, only those had never even been all that accurate to begin with. For one thing, the guy standing in front of him looks younger, better.
His fingers tighten ever-so-slightly over Jack's, the change in his expression due entirely to excitement more than anything else. ] — Jack Rackham, huh? Damn. [ No freakin' way.
(Well okay, maybe there's awe and disbelief mixed in there, too.) He has to work his composure back into something a little more cool and collected. ]
Nathan Drake.