Nick has worked with horses before. They're skittish, easily terrified creatures, and he was in a stall with a sick mare when she started--who knows at what, it could have been anything, a noise he couldn't hear or a shadow he didn't see--and this man reminds him of that, the way her eyes rolled as she slammed against the wall. When they shot her he left that farm.
It's not the same, of course. Nobody's going to shoot a man for that trapped, panicked look; he's not going to hurt himself. (Unless he does.)
All the same, Nick makes sure that his hands stay where this man can see them, and he's not making any sudden movements of his own. He's good at being the calm place in an uncertain world.
We're in a place they tell me is the Nexus Hotel. It's safe. He tears that page out and hands it to Will so he can continue writing. You look like you should sit down. My room isn't far. This isn't a come-on. I'm Nick.
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Nick has worked with horses before. They're skittish, easily terrified creatures, and he was in a stall with a sick mare when she started--who knows at what, it could have been anything, a noise he couldn't hear or a shadow he didn't see--and this man reminds him of that, the way her eyes rolled as she slammed against the wall. When they shot her he left that farm.
It's not the same, of course. Nobody's going to shoot a man for that trapped, panicked look; he's not going to hurt himself. (Unless he does.)
All the same, Nick makes sure that his hands stay where this man can see them, and he's not making any sudden movements of his own. He's good at being the calm place in an uncertain world.
We're in a place they tell me is the Nexus Hotel. It's safe. He tears that page out and hands it to Will so he can continue writing. You look like you should sit down. My room isn't far. This isn't a come-on. I'm Nick.