[ All right, then. Gabe just hums, acknowledging it. He doesn't know much about Daryl, in the end. Just that he's a good fighter, that he's got some memory or another that twisted up and caught on the edges. Maybe a whole lot of memories, who knows. It's not Gabe's business. People ought to carry their scars on their own. Let the memories go. Like they happened to strangers.
It's better that way. Simpler.
He huffs a little at the second part, a faint smile flickering across his face. ]
Once in a blue moon.
[ He says it in a drawl, some of his original accent bleeding through. Echo's got a tang, people used to say. The consonants go heavy. ]
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It's better that way. Simpler.
He huffs a little at the second part, a faint smile flickering across his face. ]
Once in a blue moon.
[ He says it in a drawl, some of his original accent bleeding through. Echo's got a tang, people used to say. The consonants go heavy. ]
And I'm smoking. I've been told.