Yeah, uh, I'm. Not sure it's a good idea. It's kinda complicated.
[ He's pretty sure Jay wouldn't be thrilled, for one thing. And... Brian probably wouldn't be, either.
WHY DO THINGS HAVE TO BE SO COMPLICATED. ]
You can, uh, tell him where we are? Then if - if he makes his way down here, it'll be on his own terms. He's, uh, like the other me. Kind of flighty, so.
[There's just a beat of hesitation, a pause in which Al swallows his response about the dead returning. He still feels the same way, but he took Tim's lessons to heart about projecting that onto others without proof.]
I hope you like crappy maps because that sure is a hell of a crappy map I got for you three ways out of the hospital we haven't touched the south exit so idk I found a retirement home in the west bit but was rly sick at the time. flu so I didn't search it. at all honestly don't remember much I think there was another tunnel that way too but don't quote me on that
we're heading out the east exit today anyway watch out tho man running from monsters here gets tricky (and don't come east to meet up w/us I'm still full of mucus and pain k)
[ hahahah HE ISN'T RUNNING OUT OF PILLS OR ANYTHING HAHAHAHaaa ]
I'm sorry to hear that. This cold brings illness like any other, it seems. Hopefully, you will recover soon.
[And of course a totally ordinary stuffy-nosed, achy illness is plausible enough to Enoch he doesn't suspect.]
If you haven't explored the path to the south, I suppose we'll look there. Hopefully, we will not draw the notice of the monsters, though I'd rather they come after us than you, in your condition.
[He can protect the kids, he thinks. Both of them are well, and small enough to carry if he needs to. A grown man, even if he is lighter and smaller than he is? Not so much.]
[ ???? Tim likes to think he's getting pretty good at understanding tothearklish, but. What. What. ]
fix what fix you? or me or us or whatever? gonna need some more to go on here no offense but our judgement on what's broken doesn't exactly line up v often
Edited (u didn't see nothin sucka) 2015-10-23 18:49 (UTC)
[It's been a few days since he's properly spoken to Tim, not really since Ed died, and there are things he's been wanting to say to him.
He finally has a few moments when they've stopped that night. Angel and Rhys are attaching a tablet to Dumpy, and the others are either watching or sorting out supplies, so he has some precious privacy.]
Tim, we need to talk.
[He sounds serious, but at least not angry as his first inclination had been.]
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