[It's not very long before a knock on the young man's door interrupts the quiet, heralding the arrival of another young man on the other side if not nearly as tender in his years as Thomas.
William seems older when he's working than when he isn't, but Thomas doesn't really have a version of him to compare with at this point. William has been crass and blunt and nosy, but he has always been on the job in addition to all those things. He emerges through the unlocked door with a medkit hanging off his shoulder and a quickness to the shifting trajectory of his eyes. Jump nausea and humdrum routine are all very well, but the paranoia of fieldwork isn't gone from him yet.]
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William seems older when he's working than when he isn't, but Thomas doesn't really have a version of him to compare with at this point. William has been crass and blunt and nosy, but he has always been on the job in addition to all those things. He emerges through the unlocked door with a medkit hanging off his shoulder and a quickness to the shifting trajectory of his eyes. Jump nausea and humdrum routine are all very well, but the paranoia of fieldwork isn't gone from him yet.]
Tommy, lad.