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“Ah… uh…” Nath looked away, not really sure how to answer that. His sense of time was horribly skewed, “A few months ago?”

“So you’re still… doing the… hero thing?” he guessed, “Are the others too? That you know?” he knew his was tapering off, but he did still go out. The guilt occasionally returned, eating away at the pit of his stomach. He should be out there too… doing something… but… it would just repeat again. And again. He’d just be trapped in that nightmare all over again. 

A loud snort escaped him before he could even think to begin to stop it.

“Me? A Hero? Hah! Yeah no.” Wayne laughs at the very idea, slapping a hand down on Nath’s shoulder to support himself as he has a good chuckle.

“ No, I work at a bar. I don’t know about the others. Well except for my boyfriend’s brother’s husband. He’s doing the hero thing. I was a cop before I came here but that’s about as hero as i’m going to get. Honestly, I don’t even like the title.” Wayne shrugs and looks around him.

“ And you? No offense but you don’t look like fighting crime and saving the day.” He points out and raises an eyebrow.

“A cop?” Nath blinked. Working with the law. He couldn’t imagine that was easy with how corrupt and lazy he’d known the police force to be, “How did you end up going that route?”

“Ah… no… not anymore at least,” he cringed, rubbing the back of his neck.