[ ... Huh. Amos can prepare his own food, sure, but where he comes from, real meat is a luxury. His familiarity is... incredibly limited.
And he already has a trade, as out of place as it seems here. He shakes his head, settling in a little more now that he's actually got something to say. ]
Nah. I'm better with machines. [ Y'know, stuff that was never alive at any point. That's his training; that's what makes sense to him. ] Not a lot of meat, where I'm from.
[ Truth be told, despite its incredibly low tech levels — to him, at least — Solvunn is maybe the most bountiful place he's ever seen. So much open land, so much of it used to grow food, whether by crops in the ground or raising livestock. It's almost overwhelming, knowing this was ever an option for someone's way of life.
He looks back at Himeka, back at the women. Might as well just say what's on his mind. ]
You're lucky, living in a place like this. [ Is it obvious how out of place he is here? Probably. ]
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And he already has a trade, as out of place as it seems here. He shakes his head, settling in a little more now that he's actually got something to say. ]
Nah. I'm better with machines. [ Y'know, stuff that was never alive at any point. That's his training; that's what makes sense to him. ] Not a lot of meat, where I'm from.
[ Truth be told, despite its incredibly low tech levels — to him, at least — Solvunn is maybe the most bountiful place he's ever seen. So much open land, so much of it used to grow food, whether by crops in the ground or raising livestock. It's almost overwhelming, knowing this was ever an option for someone's way of life.
He looks back at Himeka, back at the women. Might as well just say what's on his mind. ]
You're lucky, living in a place like this. [ Is it obvious how out of place he is here? Probably. ]