Mudminnow River and basically, i wanna know

as much as whittaker fails to deal with subtlety, he's smart enough to notice what's implied. it took another level of obliviousness to not notice the air, steeped in suggestion. he glances up, skeptical. or maybe that was how he always looks. evidence was rapidly growing to support the latter. so, uh, you asking me to tag along and shit? he cocks a brow, cocks his head, lets the expression settle in for a few moments before he breaks into a smile. hell yeah, man.
he walks closer with dragging, almost arrogant steps. let's shake on it. in between them, he raises a hand, pale and streaked with dirt, more knuckles and veins than anything else.