Carlos looked at him, for a second worrying that the other
might be serious. But then he realized that Hancock was just teasing him, and
so he chuckled sheepishly. “Nah, I just… haven’t had time. And I usually don’t
go on dates with people I’ve only met twice before.” Nor did he go on road
trips with those same people, but there they were…He then smiled at Hancock. “I’m amazed still that you do so
much,” he said. And, presumably, all without a time-turner.”Well, there went any hopes of that happening. Hancock’s smile faltered slightly, just a brief flicker of disappointment crossing his face as he turned back to the road. “Nowadays, most folks don’t even seem to meet their dates once before goin’ out, but I guess that’s probably more hookup culture, hmm? Can’t say I’m not guilty of jumping the gun a little, heh.”
Clearing his throat, the redhead shook his head and let out a soft chuckle, glancing back to Carlos. “Please, I barely trust myself with a wand, I can’t even imagine the kinds of shit I’d fuck up with a time-turner. I don’t mess with time, not a good idea, mate.”
Carlos just smiled and shrugged. “Each to their own – some people
are able to do more, I guess.” He chuckled. “I didn’t expect you to have one. I
was just making a point – you’re clearly a very busy person, and it’s
incredible. I admire it, actually.”
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