[John recognizes the voice immediately. He's hit suddenly with a mix of emotions. What if Lafayette is here because of reasons similar to himself and Hamilton? Did he get shot too? (the wooden floor underneath Laurens' feet cracks open around him) But then again, even if he did... He's here now, what else matters? John's friend is here, his friend he has not seen in many, many months (the floor patches itself back up, sealing in most of the cracks). His friend... who may have been the one to shoot Alexander (some more cracks appear). After all, John doesn't know much about what happened after he died, what arguments between once-close men may have transpired, what events may have led to a former friend killing Hamilton.
It... it couldn't have been Lafayette. Right? John feels guilt for even giving the idea consideration. Why worry about that now, his friend is here.]
Lafayette! Lafayette, it's me, Laurens! What are you doing here, man! I've missed you!
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It... it couldn't have been Lafayette. Right? John feels guilt for even giving the idea consideration. Why worry about that now, his friend is here.]
Lafayette! Lafayette, it's me, Laurens! What are you doing here, man! I've missed you!