He sets all the food down, doesn't make any effort to pick it up again, because his stomach feels like it's being twisted and turned all at once. He knew to expect it. Maybe the fact that he almost always knows to expect it makes the times he doesn't all the more discomfiting. Didn't expect that House was still alive, even if he considered it. (Of course he considered that possibility.) Didn't expect House to show up in Darrow, not really, not in any meaningful way that he could depend on.
Yet here they are.
Chase closes his lips around his straw and drinks, because it's the only thing he can stomach while his skin feels oddly cold and clammy.
"That's one of the places that opened up to newcomers more recently," Chase says quietly, even though there's every chance House already knows. "Hiding does still work against other people, though. Just not the city."
Feels like something House doesn't believe in, Chase is tempted to say. He doesn't.
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Date: 2013-02-24 05:46 am (UTC)Yet here they are.
Chase closes his lips around his straw and drinks, because it's the only thing he can stomach while his skin feels oddly cold and clammy.
"That's one of the places that opened up to newcomers more recently," Chase says quietly, even though there's every chance House already knows. "Hiding does still work against other people, though. Just not the city."
Feels like something House doesn't believe in, Chase is tempted to say. He doesn't.