"Maybe we can talk to the General? She's been spending time with him, she might have advice." She's obviously busy right now, so that'll have to wait, but he turns forward again and begins walking once more. He's got a new plan for them, until they get a chance to talk to Kimball. "Come on, we should at least tell Bitters."
Bitters is sort of full of himself and puts on a ton of doesnt-give-a-shit airs, but he has a feeling this is something he might care about at least a little.
"Maybe." She's still leaning into him, still not all there yet because Simmons was her captain and Grif had looked so lost in there and there had to be something they could do.
But for the life of her she couldn't come up with any sort of idea, her hand curling around his.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2016-05-09 06:41 am (UTC)She has a point.
Grif's still got the Blues, and he's still got all of them here, but it's not the same, is it?
His expression falls in to something somber and thoughtful. What can they do, though? "Like what?"
no subject
Date: 2016-05-09 06:45 am (UTC)"I mean, we can't bring him back...I just..."
no subject
Date: 2016-05-09 06:53 am (UTC)Bitters is sort of full of himself and puts on a ton of doesnt-give-a-shit airs, but he has a feeling this is something he might care about at least a little.
no subject
Date: 2016-05-14 04:01 pm (UTC)But for the life of her she couldn't come up with any sort of idea, her hand curling around his.
"...Yeah, we should."