Just another day out and about in the city. Just another day trying to fit into a world made for human beings, with no tech, nothing even remotely familiar. So naturally, if he sees a familiar face, he'll gravitate to it. In this case, it's Nadine, a casual brush of shoulder -
And then his head feels like it wants to implode.
He's suddenly in what looks like an old bunker. Or barracks. Maybe some kind of prefab shelter, judging from the kids and the bunkbeds. Everything looks... old. And they're playing with some kind of board? He vaguely recognizes the writing, like something he'd seen in more human-dominated portions of the Citadel.
"I... have no idea what I'm looking at," he mutters, mostly to himself - mystified by this scene.
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And then his head feels like it wants to implode.
He's suddenly in what looks like an old bunker. Or barracks. Maybe some kind of prefab shelter, judging from the kids and the bunkbeds. Everything looks... old. And they're playing with some kind of board? He vaguely recognizes the writing, like something he'd seen in more human-dominated portions of the Citadel.
"I... have no idea what I'm looking at," he mutters, mostly to himself - mystified by this scene.