[The few beats of silence between Psii's words sparked a kernel of curiosity in TJ. He turned, just slightly, brow furrowing as he looked at his friend in the increasingly dim TSO shop floor. The sun was nearly set... how long had they been laying here.]
Y-Yeah, dude. [He studied him a beat longer.] How 'bout you?
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Y-Yeah, dude. [He studied him a beat longer.] How 'bout you?