( the illusion he'd kept up for them as a means to ensure privacy is dropped the moment he slips away from the table and he stands there, hands stuffed in his pockets, gaze lingering on the shards left there on the table while wade fixes himself.
he waves a hand, pulling the shards off the table and directing them over to the nearest trash can to drop them in there. he hopes it's enough to give wade some piece of mind, small as it may be at times. but with that done and with the promise of being right behind him, he nods and makes his way for the exit, ignoring whatever chatter he picks up from other's thoughts here and there as they go.
it's only when they're outside and he's taken a good whiff of "fresh air" that he looks to wade then. )
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he waves a hand, pulling the shards off the table and directing them over to the nearest trash can to drop them in there. he hopes it's enough to give wade some piece of mind, small as it may be at times. but with that done and with the promise of being right behind him, he nods and makes his way for the exit, ignoring whatever chatter he picks up from other's thoughts here and there as they go.
it's only when they're outside and he's taken a good whiff of "fresh air" that he looks to wade then. )
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