( asked as he moves around the kitchen, pulling down a cup and tea bags and setting them onto the counter.
it's more than a little embarrassing, if so. they've been here for months and are no closer to finding out the identities of the deliverymen ㅡ or figuring out how, precisely, they were being drawn to this world.
the gates, perhaps. or something similar. there had been a moment when he'd thought the gates might have sent him back, but now he's not so sure. and the uncertainty grates on him. )
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( asked as he moves around the kitchen, pulling down a cup and tea bags and setting them onto the counter.
it's more than a little embarrassing, if so. they've been here for months and are no closer to finding out the identities of the deliverymen ㅡ or figuring out how, precisely, they were being drawn to this world.
the gates, perhaps. or something similar. there had been a moment when he'd thought the gates might have sent him back, but now he's not so sure. and the uncertainty grates on him. )