[If she is in fact a Charlotte. His own family name shows up on the network, but he doesn't exactly go shouting it to everyone he meets, either. For the most part here it just hasn't mattered as for the better part of a year he's been the only one here from their world and as a result has had no reason to hide his name - everyone here knows him as a good, helpful, dedicated soldier who saved a little boy, and very few know anything else about him. Having someone turn up coincidentally from his world who he has never heard of was never really a concern.
But if she's a Charlotte, well. That might mean some things need to be reconsidered. Especially if she recognizes Law. It's something they can talk through together, though, make sure they're on the same page, and that's exciting. No longer a dying child, Law is someone he can work with here. They're equals. Oh, there's that thrill of pride and joy again, just thinking about it!
His emotions are all over the place right now, bouncing between intent focus and giddy excitement. Relief that they're reunited, and yet mourning that same fact. He stays rooted to the spot for a few seconds longer before he just shakes his head and sighs. All this and he still hasn't found any damned cigarettes all day and he could use about twenty right now.]
Just over the bridge ahead. Twenty minutes if we walk fast.
[Which he can, he's got his very long legs, but he glances down at Law with a smile as he tries to make sure their paces can match so he's not leaving the boy - man - in the dust.]
There's another bridge over the fork that's east of here - I'll show you the map later. This one's more solid, though. You don't want to mess with the river, it's deeper and faster than it looks. Sings, too, sometimes. Makes you see visions of yourself drowning if you get too close, so be careful around it.
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[If she is in fact a Charlotte. His own family name shows up on the network, but he doesn't exactly go shouting it to everyone he meets, either. For the most part here it just hasn't mattered as for the better part of a year he's been the only one here from their world and as a result has had no reason to hide his name - everyone here knows him as a good, helpful, dedicated soldier who saved a little boy, and very few know anything else about him. Having someone turn up coincidentally from his world who he has never heard of was never really a concern.
But if she's a Charlotte, well. That might mean some things need to be reconsidered. Especially if she recognizes Law. It's something they can talk through together, though, make sure they're on the same page, and that's exciting. No longer a dying child, Law is someone he can work with here. They're equals. Oh, there's that thrill of pride and joy again, just thinking about it!
His emotions are all over the place right now, bouncing between intent focus and giddy excitement. Relief that they're reunited, and yet mourning that same fact. He stays rooted to the spot for a few seconds longer before he just shakes his head and sighs. All this and he still hasn't found any damned cigarettes all day and he could use about twenty right now.]
Just over the bridge ahead. Twenty minutes if we walk fast.
[Which he can, he's got his very long legs, but he glances down at Law with a smile as he tries to make sure their paces can match so he's not leaving the boy - man - in the dust.]
There's another bridge over the fork that's east of here - I'll show you the map later. This one's more solid, though. You don't want to mess with the river, it's deeper and faster than it looks. Sings, too, sometimes. Makes you see visions of yourself drowning if you get too close, so be careful around it.