[ Nebula wasn't stupid. She may not have the best grasp at expressing or understanding her own emotions, but she's not blind to others. Especially others who you had a kind-of-sort-of important relationship, at least in some other lifetime. She'd known since she'd arrived there was some sort of sobriety here, it seems she adds fuel to a fiew she didn't mean to. ]
[ She inclines her head at the statement, it's not just a bar. Doesn't say anything as she takes a drink - pauses. Flicks the umbrella for want of something to do. ]
[ Swallows down the fact she doesn't have the same kind of fondness for something. At least that far back, she can't even remember her childhood home. Anything after was just a prison. ] I see.
[ She does, kind of. ] And you left it as it was?
[ She says without meaning to: Don't you think they'd want you to move on? ]
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[ She inclines her head at the statement, it's not just a bar. Doesn't say anything as she takes a drink - pauses. Flicks the umbrella for want of something to do. ]
[ Swallows down the fact she doesn't have the same kind of fondness for something. At least that far back, she can't even remember her childhood home. Anything after was just a prison. ] I see.
[ She does, kind of. ] And you left it as it was?
[ She says without meaning to: Don't you think they'd want you to move on? ]