[Past] You, Me and a Pitcher of Cream

Nairn scowled, when Ruth asked if the girl'd slept with Bertie. 'coz nobody belongs here. Except him, he'd grown up here and knew nothing else. But the older ones that joined up... he thought they had a chance elsewhere and spent as much time as he could finding that chance.

Ruth! He whispered, trying to grab his friend by the hand. Ruth, don't! He buried his face in his hands, and exhaled slowly. He'd give the other man a second.

Maybe he'd just talk to her. Then he'd come back...

It could be that simple, right?

Probably not, knowing Ruth. But Nairn was willing to pretend like he had no idea how this might go down. A bystander for the moment.