[ the thing is, he hears that hitch as much as he feels it. no, he hadn't drifted with Chuck last, and yeah, they'd been severed when his boy went up in smoke— but just by being there, something residual must have clicked. Herc's chest seizes up and he doesn't let it come through, but if they were drifting— Chuck would know he's as scared as his kid is. ]
Got up t'fourty eight hours to figure this shit out. Don't have time to walkabout.
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Got up t'fourty eight hours to figure this shit out. Don't have time to walkabout.