[ Oren? Color him surprised, to be perfectly honest— sometimes he wonders if Oren doesn't think he's a complete airhead.
(He wouldn't be wrong, but he wouldn't be entirely right, either).
They press into the dark, cold depths of the under-theater dungeon, heavy with antiquity and something else; something vaguely morose, like years of regret and rage. Like crawling into someone's unpleasant subconscious.
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[ Oren? Color him surprised, to be perfectly honest— sometimes he wonders if Oren doesn't think he's a complete airhead.
(He wouldn't be wrong, but he wouldn't be entirely right, either).
They press into the dark, cold depths of the under-theater dungeon, heavy with antiquity and something else; something vaguely morose, like years of regret and rage. Like crawling into someone's unpleasant subconscious.
Gus's expression turns a touch more somber. ]
Hey. You want to talk about something?