[another awkward, pensive silence, followed simply by a second,]
of... of course.
[It's not helpful, he knows. He can tell Mobius is on edge, and he feels grateful for the candor, if only something didn't stand so solidly between himself and doing the same.]
Yeah. [agreement: a stiff drink is what they both need.]
[Maybe a drink might help Barrow to open up on his own end. Or at least it'll make them both feel better.] Name a place, I'll be there. Can even provide some of that drink.
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[another awkward, pensive silence, followed simply by a second,]
of... of course.
[It's not helpful, he knows. He can tell Mobius is on edge, and he feels grateful for the candor, if only something didn't stand so solidly between himself and doing the same.]
Yeah. [agreement: a stiff drink is what they both need.]
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In the city. [He's already said the word 'noose' enough times today.] Hanged Man? [wait]