[Nate doesn't know a lot about synthetic people, and therefore he has to wonder whether Nick has the sensors to feel the wind whipping grains of sand at Mach 3, or if the only thing that is affected is his insides. Somehow, even with the scarf and the glowing eyes, he still manages to exude that easy, old-timey movie charm.]
Was out here tryin' to help people who might've gotten lost.
[He yells over another gust, buffeted a little off-kilter. Nate straightens uneasily.]
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Was out here tryin' to help people who might've gotten lost.
[He yells over another gust, buffeted a little off-kilter. Nate straightens uneasily.]
I'm guessing you had the same idea.