[ who knows if Dutch and Bigby had been doing something together before the Storm hit and threw them into this situation. whatever this situation even means. whether they were or they just happened to be thrown together doesn't matter, because the moments leading up to this are forgotten upon seeing the situation they find themselves in. Bigby, of course, has the slightest of ideas as to where the both of them are. not even the younger Dutch strikes enough familiarity to realize this is a past memory, if only because she gives the impression of... innocence.
something that Dutch doesn't carry a whole lot of these days.
but he knows how to piece things together. between seeing how Dutch reacts in denial and the circumstances playing out in front of him, this is at least something she's more familiar with than him. as she steps back, she will find a hand gripping her shoulder, pulling her closer to try and snap her attention on him instead. ]
Hey. Distract yourself from looking by telling me what the fuck is going on.
we better have enough cr cause im goin for it
something that Dutch doesn't carry a whole lot of these days.
but he knows how to piece things together. between seeing how Dutch reacts in denial and the circumstances playing out in front of him, this is at least something she's more familiar with than him. as she steps back, she will find a hand gripping her shoulder, pulling her closer to try and snap her attention on him instead. ]
Hey. Distract yourself from looking by telling me what the fuck is going on.