This crew depends on me...

[chaos_magnet]

As long as we're living and breathing, there's more we can do. We just have to be strong enough. captain . earther ACTION TEXT HANDWAVE

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[chaos_magnet]

[ He chortles at the reaction and declines, the drink meant to be mostly for Nathan anyway. He adjusts his position, straightening legs and keeping up his weight with arms planted behind him. Observing the visible areas of Hell below them. ]

Feeling better yet?

[duderaider]

[amusement falling away in measures, Nathan takes a moment to consider that. eventually, he shakes his head, though it's not an outright no, but] I don't know, man. [a beat] A little, maybe, yeah. It's less -- less raw, now, I think?

[having talked to someone]

[chaos_magnet]

[ James reaches out to clamp a hand on Nathan's shoulder, giving it a supportive squeeze. ]

Good. You want to stay up here and finish the bottle? Fair warning, I don't drink much, so there will be a very drunk Holden before you know it.

[duderaider]

[Nathan flashes him a soft smile, at that touch. he glances to the edge of the roof where they came up, as it fades]

Depends. [a beat] You think you can climb down, if you're drunk?

[chaos_magnet]

I think I can fall down, but I'm not confident about safely getting down.

[duderaider]

Yeah, alright. Let's, uh -- let's get down, and then we can see how we feel about the rest of the bottle, here.

[because he really doesn't want James to land on his head or something equally horrific, on the way down]

Fade out ;

[chaos_magnet]

In which, James managed to more or less get down unscathed, and they drank more back in the comfort of a suite.