[Tate walks closer to the other man, eyes narrowed, head tilted to the side in question. He's not especially pleased with him being in his dream, but he wasn't pleased most of the time, so he's trying to deal with it.
Sort of. Not really, at all.]
What are you doing?
[Not so much about the testing of the winds part, either. Either explain yourself, or get out. That's how Tate sees it.]
no subject
Sort of. Not really, at all.]
What are you doing?
[Not so much about the testing of the winds part, either. Either explain yourself, or get out. That's how Tate sees it.]