Like what. Like a normal, 2014 person? What the hell even time period is it down here?
Would it take him - this far back? Literally, beyond his own past and straight into another time entirely?
He braces a hand against the wall, swallowing in an effort to choke back the hot, sick rush of panic to his chest. He's still here. He's still here. It's okay. Nothing's after him, yet. He's flat against a wall. There's nothing -
There's nothing behind him.
"I'm used to working shit jobs," he says shortly. "I'll do what I have to. But I'd rather not get on the wrong side of any law, if you know what I'm saying." If worst comes to worst, he'll pilfer a goddamn trash can for clothes more appropriate for whatever fashion is accepted here.
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Would it take him - this far back? Literally, beyond his own past and straight into another time entirely?
He braces a hand against the wall, swallowing in an effort to choke back the hot, sick rush of panic to his chest. He's still here. He's still here. It's okay. Nothing's after him, yet. He's flat against a wall. There's nothing -
There's nothing behind him.
"I'm used to working shit jobs," he says shortly. "I'll do what I have to. But I'd rather not get on the wrong side of any law, if you know what I'm saying." If worst comes to worst, he'll pilfer a goddamn trash can for clothes more appropriate for whatever fashion is accepted here.