Re: Disembarking: Jack/Heath
"Alabama," he mumbled, staring at his phone, and then he interrupted himself, looking abruptly back at Jack and blinking hard three times in quick succession. Heath blinked with half of his face, temples crinkling. "No, fuck Alabama. Here. I'm from here, house up the hill." He gestured madly in a random direction off to his right. It was meant to indicate the lake, but who knows which way they were facing?
"I just haven't been back since we were kids. Came out here in the summer..." Had he said that already?
Heath stared at the other man. "He came down. But not you?" Heath looked down at himself. Was he still dressed like a gangster movie? Then back at the other man. "You're not him. I wasn't him." He jerked his thumb back behind him to indicate the way from which the Digger had come.