LOCKE
The word choice is interesting but Locke doesn't press, merely turning to look the direction Nate does. He'll likely forget by morning but it'll be fine. He has plenty of time to learn everyone's names now. Locke takes another drink, watching Nate and ignoring Sunjata. Hazel eyes follow the line of his arm, stopping just shy of the other man before returning to his friend's face.
"I don't see why we wouldn't. I think we have pretty similar tastes, wouldn't you?" Now he looks at Sunjata, an eyebrow raised in question or maybe challenge, even he's not sure. The attuned finishes off the last of his coffee before setting it down and sliding it away from him. He leans on one arm, sinking down into his chair some as the booze warms him.
"Not really sure what to do, without the sun for so long. Can't really party like in Torchline." His head tilts to one side, as if in thought, "Although, I suppose, we can think of plenty of ways to party besides bonfires. Unless you want to have a bonfire." He's rambling now, caught between wanting to leave and wanting to stay.
"I don't see why we wouldn't. I think we have pretty similar tastes, wouldn't you?" Now he looks at Sunjata, an eyebrow raised in question or maybe challenge, even he's not sure. The attuned finishes off the last of his coffee before setting it down and sliding it away from him. He leans on one arm, sinking down into his chair some as the booze warms him.
"Not really sure what to do, without the sun for so long. Can't really party like in Torchline." His head tilts to one side, as if in thought, "Although, I suppose, we can think of plenty of ways to party besides bonfires. Unless you want to have a bonfire." He's rambling now, caught between wanting to leave and wanting to stay.
I wanna make up my mind
But I don't know myself
But I don't know myself
