Don't mention it. [It's more a "you're welcome" than "shut up, I don't want to talk about it". He snubs out his cigarette and debates having another, still a little caught up in that shaky, miserable feeling that comes after he wakes up and realizes he's not in the Pacific anymore.
There's a lot of things he wants to ask about what the hell happened, but there's a part of him that almost isn't sure if he wants to know.]
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There's a lot of things he wants to ask about what the hell happened, but there's a part of him that almost isn't sure if he wants to know.]
How'd things work out?