So yeah. South. North and South Dakota. The twins. Kind of infamous in the Project. [ He rolls the empty bottle of beer around in his palm, eyes on the hazy horizon of Gabe's habitat. It's...nice to be able to think back to the handful of good things in the Project. The camaraderie, the pride, the way they all fell in together when they needed to.

Meeting them. Getting under their skin, letting them get under his. ] First time I felt comfortable there, really, was when we all started hanging out.

[ Something he never told older North cuz. Well. Bros don't talk about that shit. His head lolls on his shoulders as he rolls it around to look at Gabe, good eye glinting with humor. ]

Dude you're supposed to be two decades older. I'm supposed to be younger than you by like, two years. Not older by twenty eight- oh god I could be your dad.