【生肉搬运】Shrike伯劳鸟 第三章 英语原文(25)
“You say very useless things sometimes, George.”
“It was just an observation.” George closed his eyes, letting the quiet crashing of the river wash over him like a lullaby. It was almost enough to rock him to sleep, if it weren’t for Sapnap’s steady breathing, right beside him. There was something worth staying awake for now, George reminded himself. Someone worth keeping his eyes open.
“Hey,” Sapnap said quietly.
“Yes, Sapnap?”
“Do you remember that night in the north, with the forest? When we met that god that was just creepily familiar—like maybe you’d seen his face in a nightmare you can only vaguely remember, or something.”
“And you lost your shit on him, and you said you never wanted to see him again,” George finished. “Yes, I remember.”
“Okay, good,” said Sapnap, “because I’m pretty sure that’s him across the river.”
“It was just an observation.” George closed his eyes, letting the quiet crashing of the river wash over him like a lullaby. It was almost enough to rock him to sleep, if it weren’t for Sapnap’s steady breathing, right beside him. There was something worth staying awake for now, George reminded himself. Someone worth keeping his eyes open.
“Hey,” Sapnap said quietly.
“Yes, Sapnap?”
“Do you remember that night in the north, with the forest? When we met that god that was just creepily familiar—like maybe you’d seen his face in a nightmare you can only vaguely remember, or something.”
“And you lost your shit on him, and you said you never wanted to see him again,” George finished. “Yes, I remember.”
“Okay, good,” said Sapnap, “because I’m pretty sure that’s him across the river.”