[He definitely deserves a fancy car after everything he's been through. When Wilhelm first arrived in this world and began experimenting with the contours of the Horizon, he'd thought about creating his own Ferrari, in homage to the one in whose passenger seat he'd made so many memories. But there was the problem of learning to drive. He'd always expected that his brother would be there to guide him through adjusting the mirrors, reading the dashboard, shifting gears. Accepting any other reality was like swallowing a live coal.
It wasn't until two springs ago, after he emerged from the darkness of what they'd all come to refer to as the pit, that he finally created the car. It was the distraction he needed while he tried to heal from what happened down there.]
2018. [The same year Erik was old enough to get his license.] You can see it, if you want.
[Which is probably unnecessary to say when Carmy is already standing. Wilhelm follows him through the restaurant's kitchen and dining space, silently eyeing the unfamiliar equipment of the former and the stylish decor of the latter. He's glad that walking directly behind the guy provides a good excuse to not look him in the eye when he drops that question.]
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It wasn't until two springs ago, after he emerged from the darkness of what they'd all come to refer to as the pit, that he finally created the car. It was the distraction he needed while he tried to heal from what happened down there.]
2018. [The same year Erik was old enough to get his license.] You can see it, if you want.
[Which is probably unnecessary to say when Carmy is already standing. Wilhelm follows him through the restaurant's kitchen and dining space, silently eyeing the unfamiliar equipment of the former and the stylish decor of the latter. He's glad that walking directly behind the guy provides a good excuse to not look him in the eye when he drops that question.]
Yeah. I haven't seen him in two years.