Who knows. Someone could ask Nate the same question, in which case he would shrug, or if it were someone he knew and trusted, he might crack a joke about feeling really bonded to the area after his little drunken bender during which he'd spent a lot of time there. But mostly he just thinks it's pretty, and kinda cool, so he keeps coming back.
When he enters today, Nate sniffs—and stops cold. He knows the smell of that cigar. It reminds him of old jobs and good times and home. But it's got to be a coincidence, right? Someone picked up some cigars a few planets back, something like that. He doesn't dare get his hopes up, but then he comes into the deck and hears that muttered phrase and sees his best friend, staring out into the stars.
CRIME DADDY
Who knows. Someone could ask Nate the same question, in which case he would shrug, or if it were someone he knew and trusted, he might crack a joke about feeling really bonded to the area after his little drunken bender during which he'd spent a lot of time there. But mostly he just thinks it's pretty, and kinda cool, so he keeps coming back.
When he enters today, Nate sniffs—and stops cold. He knows the smell of that cigar. It reminds him of old jobs and good times and home. But it's got to be a coincidence, right? Someone picked up some cigars a few planets back, something like that. He doesn't dare get his hopes up, but then he comes into the deck and hears that muttered phrase and sees his best friend, staring out into the stars.
Nate grins broadly as he strides forward.]
Yeah, a time or two. Nice view, huh?