Well. That's ironic, Erik thinks, and unusual—which in itself is not unusual for this awful place—and in a way beautiful.
He appears transfixed on the steel beast as the truck rolls to a stop a mindful distance away from its ruin, the engine still running. Looks left, and then right, leaning as though to see as much as he can of it. Gauging its length, the number of cars, and whatever contents he can detect, if any.
"Do we go around, or through?" First Tadhg gets a glance, and then Malfoy, by way of the rear view mirror. "Or do we stop here?"
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Well. That's ironic, Erik thinks, and unusual—which in itself is not unusual for this awful place—and in a way beautiful.
He appears transfixed on the steel beast as the truck rolls to a stop a mindful distance away from its ruin, the engine still running. Looks left, and then right, leaning as though to see as much as he can of it. Gauging its length, the number of cars, and whatever contents he can detect, if any.
"Do we go around, or through?" First Tadhg gets a glance, and then Malfoy, by way of the rear view mirror. "Or do we stop here?"