[When Wanda had encouraged him to go to this "meeting of the minds" accompanied with "Sam's a friend," with a tone he caught as meaningful, he wasn't really sure what to expect. The Horizon is still a plane that amounts to a vague gesture, and apparently it can be anything. Including snowy mountains, or fire-covered mountains, or... regular mountains. Lot of mountains.
She failed to mention the guy's got a mouth that just keeps on running, but... you know, as speeches go, probably wasn't the worst. Mostly because the whole time it's going, Nero's sticking his head in a modern fridge just for that touch of home.
A lot more useful than a phone booth, by the way. At least he'd ditched the cat for now.
Once Nero's got his hands on a cream soda (was it in the fridge or did he create it, looking for something different? Only the Horizon knows) he takes to glancing around. Being from Solvunn feels like sticking out as much as a smashed thumb. He's been putting his effort into finding a place among a bunch of deer-worshippers, and now there's... shit. There's a load more Summoned than Wanda really brought up.
it's through taking in the crowd, moving his way around on easy feet, that he keeps spotting a guy. Now, it's not like there's any shortage of white-haired guys in the world, but this is starting to feel a little weird. And when the larger percentage of the ones he's met happened to be related to him --
He stares. A little. Between squishing some sandwich together and poking his nose into all the rooms that are open, yeah. It's just. It's weird, all right?
Nero pulls up beside him as Thancred's staring at the television, instead of... you know, watching it.] Stumped? Usually you turn it on before you get sucked into it.
zooms in
She failed to mention the guy's got a mouth that just keeps on running, but... you know, as speeches go, probably wasn't the worst. Mostly because the whole time it's going, Nero's sticking his head in a modern fridge just for that touch of home.
A lot more useful than a phone booth, by the way. At least he'd ditched the cat for now.
Once Nero's got his hands on a cream soda (was it in the fridge or did he create it, looking for something different? Only the Horizon knows) he takes to glancing around. Being from Solvunn feels like sticking out as much as a smashed thumb. He's been putting his effort into finding a place among a bunch of deer-worshippers, and now there's... shit. There's a load more Summoned than Wanda really brought up.
it's through taking in the crowd, moving his way around on easy feet, that he keeps spotting a guy. Now, it's not like there's any shortage of white-haired guys in the world, but this is starting to feel a little weird. And when the larger percentage of the ones he's met happened to be related to him --
He stares. A little. Between squishing some sandwich together and poking his nose into all the rooms that are open, yeah. It's just. It's weird, all right?
Nero pulls up beside him as Thancred's staring at the television, instead of... you know, watching it.] Stumped? Usually you turn it on before you get sucked into it.