[There's an anticipatory silence, as if Viktor expects the conversation to start again, like playback, or maybe that the birds will choose something else.]
That was a long time ago. [Not really, in the scheme of things--just shy of a decade, but at this point it all feels like it might as well have happened to someone else. He is, in many ways, a different person now. Jaded by politics, the trajectory of their technology, his illness, of this place and the things it took from him. He sounds tired, and sad.
Viktor doesn't catch why Kyle is about to do until he's already done it, the bird dissolving into shadow like it's been sliced by an invisible blade. He watches for a moment, considering.]
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That was a long time ago. [Not really, in the scheme of things--just shy of a decade, but at this point it all feels like it might as well have happened to someone else. He is, in many ways, a different person now. Jaded by politics, the trajectory of their technology, his illness, of this place and the things it took from him. He sounds tired, and sad.
Viktor doesn't catch why Kyle is about to do until he's already done it, the bird dissolving into shadow like it's been sliced by an invisible blade. He watches for a moment, considering.]
What are you afraid of hearing?