"Sort of. I more just meant that you value different things here. Everything is so contained and somewhat isolated, that you miss home but you also learnt very quickly what you took for granted back there. What mistakes you made, what regrets you have. They don't become amplified here, but you have a renewed sense of knowing you have to make a fresh start here because it's not home. Everything is different, the people are different. The lessons you learn are different. You'll start to understand what I mean very soon," Nick promised.
He gave a little laugh. "It took him a long time to tan. He's still not a fan of being out in the sun, but the weather here is generally always sunny, save for some bad days here and there. You get tropical storms and rain. It never snows, hardly ever gets cold. Probably why I love it so much," he added with a smirk. "Seriously, though, I'm not really surprised to hear any of that. The guys that have come here, most of them are adults from that era. I can see how far people have come from what they have told me. Which is why to hear about Kurt's murder, it makes it all seem like a such a waste. And maybe why we've all ended up here at the end of the day."
Nick looked away too once Jeff did. He looked in the opposite direction and just really didn't know what to say. There was always a part of him that wondered if anything ever came of that night they spent together, but he never quite convinced himself it did. He always just assumed they never thought about it again and moved on in their lives to stay best friends but end up with other people. But there had been something in the way Jeff was talking, the way he was wording things, edging around something. Nick was a cluey sort of guy. He had always been in tune to people. Something just told him this was what was going on, and it was the first time he ever needed confirmation of anything back home. He didn't know what that meant, and it scared him. "I'm sorry," he soon mumbled, at a loss of knowing how to cope with this.
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He gave a little laugh. "It took him a long time to tan. He's still not a fan of being out in the sun, but the weather here is generally always sunny, save for some bad days here and there. You get tropical storms and rain. It never snows, hardly ever gets cold. Probably why I love it so much," he added with a smirk. "Seriously, though, I'm not really surprised to hear any of that. The guys that have come here, most of them are adults from that era. I can see how far people have come from what they have told me. Which is why to hear about Kurt's murder, it makes it all seem like a such a waste. And maybe why we've all ended up here at the end of the day."
Nick looked away too once Jeff did. He looked in the opposite direction and just really didn't know what to say. There was always a part of him that wondered if anything ever came of that night they spent together, but he never quite convinced himself it did. He always just assumed they never thought about it again and moved on in their lives to stay best friends but end up with other people. But there had been something in the way Jeff was talking, the way he was wording things, edging around something. Nick was a cluey sort of guy. He had always been in tune to people. Something just told him this was what was going on, and it was the first time he ever needed confirmation of anything back home. He didn't know what that meant, and it scared him. "I'm sorry," he soon mumbled, at a loss of knowing how to cope with this.