[ They've exchanged almost no words for him to confirm where Frank might be from. Could be from outer fucking space like the other guy he met, could be from regular old Earth (non-Sentinel variety). So far, everything he's seen points him to the latterā€”this included.
Still, he's curious, in that vague sorta sense. Hard not to be when you've bumped into each other over weeks. (When you've also dumped a couple of unconscious bodies together.)
The curl of his lips is equally wry. ] Doubt it. [ But he's only poking, too. ] More of a Texas hold 'em kinda guy.
[ Is it cheating if he can sniff out every drop of sweat? Probably.
He ends up breaking firstā€”balls scattering, but none sinking yet. Standard stuff. He leans next to the dart board to the side while Frank takes his place. ]
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Still, he's curious, in that vague sorta sense. Hard not to be when you've bumped into each other over weeks. (When you've also dumped a couple of unconscious bodies together.)
The curl of his lips is equally wry. ] Doubt it. [ But he's only poking, too. ] More of a Texas hold 'em kinda guy.
[ Is it cheating if he can sniff out every drop of sweat? Probably.
He ends up breaking firstā€”balls scattering, but none sinking yet. Standard stuff. He leans next to the dart board to the side while Frank takes his place. ]