[it kills Nate, too, even if he's not from space or whatever. there's just something about standing in the middle of the Syrian desert, staring up at the sky. then again, though, if there were visible stars here, maybe he'd feel even more alone, more homesick than he already does]
[ ... yeah, it's time to break the booze out of the backpack, now, thanks]
I was -- seeing someone, here. [a beat] She's gone, now.
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[ ... yeah, it's time to break the booze out of the backpack, now, thanks]
I was -- seeing someone, here. [a beat] She's gone, now.