[Evidently, they'd never had the opportunity. Michael thinks of the apartment Adam had sometimes mused on settling down in, the hundred or so middle of nowhere diners he'd wanted to visit, and all the little things that fell between. So many plans they'd made and never had time for.
(There was never any rush; they were meant to live forever.)
He feels a rare pang of sympathy for Claire. It's an underdeveloped skill of his, but he feels it most easily for those whose pain mirrors his own.]
I understand the sentiment. Heaven was built on pleasant memories.
[The Horizon allows its population greater freedoms than human souls ever had back home, but there's a familiar feeling to it nonetheless.
Michael takes a step closer, ready to follow Claire to wherever she set up for the day's lesson.]
Oh? Are they in Solvunn?
[There are one or two new faces in the Commune, from what he's noticed. Somehow he doubts she's talking about the shark.]
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(There was never any rush; they were meant to live forever.)
He feels a rare pang of sympathy for Claire. It's an underdeveloped skill of his, but he feels it most easily for those whose pain mirrors his own.]
I understand the sentiment. Heaven was built on pleasant memories.
[The Horizon allows its population greater freedoms than human souls ever had back home, but there's a familiar feeling to it nonetheless.
Michael takes a step closer, ready to follow Claire to wherever she set up for the day's lesson.]
Oh? Are they in Solvunn?
[There are one or two new faces in the Commune, from what he's noticed. Somehow he doubts she's talking about the shark.]