you were in the fallout and you lost some friends //
“What?” He says, casting a playful grin Nate’s direction, a shrug of his metal shoulder, before he’s trekking onto find the spot where the rocks may have fallen or been knocked loose. He follows Nate, because of course he does, but everything has changed in the short amount of time he’s been back and he isn’t familiar with the Climb nearly at all. And besides, it seems like Nate has a good idea of where to go.
As for their attempts to find the relic and his impression of being a statue, Varus barks a laugh that ends in a hint of a sigh. “Eh we didn’t know. Was my dumbass that looked right at it, wasn’t it?” Here an elbow sneaks out to nudge at Nate’s side before he keeps walking in search of the stones. “Just glad ya got out too. We weren’t prepared.” Wessex maybe. Himself? Not at fucking all.
As for their attempts to find the relic and his impression of being a statue, Varus barks a laugh that ends in a hint of a sigh. “Eh we didn’t know. Was my dumbass that looked right at it, wasn’t it?” Here an elbow sneaks out to nudge at Nate’s side before he keeps walking in search of the stones. “Just glad ya got out too. We weren’t prepared.” Wessex maybe. Himself? Not at fucking all.
VARUS
