Boone was admittedly a little anxious from the rumors. He didn’t want people trying to find the Enclave remnants, he didn’t want the risk to them. They were good people, despite their prior allegiances. He wasn’t sure how he felt about them overall, but he didn’t want them to have trouble. “You were a hero. You don’t need to be the champion of the Mojave, Novac needed you- and you protected them.” It was more than he could say for himself he supposed. He should have been protecting Novac too.
In a way, he could never imagine himself without Manny in his life in some capacity. Even when he had been angry with him, he had still stayed close, because going too far from the one consistent thing in his life had seemed like such a mistake.
Until he’d had no choice, and even then he had longed to return to Novac. Not because of the place- because of Manny.
“This isn’t really enough alcohol to even affect me you know.” He had a decent tolerance, and that was a well known fact. “I won’t deny you’re a little tipsy though.” He didn’t really believe it that much, but he was throwing him a bone. Maybe they really shouldn’t talk about it just yet. Not that he minded. There had been too many emotions for one night and he was still trying to figure it out himself.
It wasn’t as if he had planned it, at least. “No, you’re right.” Firm words. “It’s not. But we’ll have to talk about it eventually. I think I’m done bottling shit up.” Which honestly, could anyone blame him? He didn’t want to keep shoving back feelings he barely understood just because it confused him.
Understanding would be so much better, wouldn’t it?
It was troubling under the best of circumstances, especially if it did get out just who those Enclave Remnants fighting alongside Dalton actually were. They had vanished fast once the conflict itself was done... but let’s face it, there had been a lot of people there. Surely some people had seen.. “Hah! That’s a good one. We all fought here, Boone - every one of us who could. Hell, even those ghouls that Dalton helped came back to fight, to help defend.”
Manny was no hero. He had fought to protect his home and the people that lived here, just like everyone else who could did. Still the vote of confidence was a nice enough one, all things considering.
Equally all things considering he had without a doubt been well deserving of Boone’s anger and ire. There he had been smirking and laughing, thinking his best friend’s wife had left him, when his support had been needed the most. Look he knew he could be an asshole sometimes, it happened, but that was an entirely new level he should never had taken.
He would’ve understood had his friend never forgiven him for it.
“I’ve been drinkin’ for a while tonight. Well before you decided to show up.” Not that the latter was a bad thing, not at all. But Manny had gotten an early start when his shift had ended and Boone’s replacement had taken over in the dino. Granted he had an even better tolerance than his friend did under most circumstances, and the conversation itself had been.. sobering.
Maybe he’d always be terrible when it came to lying about things he felt. Oh well.
“But... yeah. That’s fair. If-” That definitely was an if. Not a when. Maybe they’re all forget about this in the morning entirely. “-it’s a chat we have eventually, we probably should both be completely sober for it.”
A pause. “Ready for the next one?”
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