[Considering the black pit of near-despair that Nate's thrown himself into, these are surprisingly optimistic words, ones he hasn't really earned. They should be encouraging, motivating. Maybe once he sobers up, if he remembers them, they will be.
But right now he still just feels sick and hollow.]
I guess it is.
[Doesn't mean he won't keep thinking about it, though. Nate lifts a bottle and salutes Adrien.]
See you around, doc. Hopefully I don't end up one of your patients.
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But right now he still just feels sick and hollow.]
I guess it is.
[Doesn't mean he won't keep thinking about it, though. Nate lifts a bottle and salutes Adrien.]
See you around, doc. Hopefully I don't end up one of your patients.