[ Sarcasm. Yes, Thancred is quite skilled in the use of it, if he says so himself, but that's neither here nor there. He's now having "video games" explained to him.
He takes the small device affixed with buttons, looking between it and the bright colors on the screen as the stranger explains. He can wrap his head around the general concept — that inputs he makes on the handheld device will control what he sees on the screen. It's like nothing he's ever seen before, to be sure, but there's a clear cause and effect that he can follow. Like any sort of game. ]
I can't say I've ever raced, at least not like this. [ Chocobo racing is the primary method of such recreation where he's from, but he'd always been more of a Triple Triad player himself.
Then a familiar voice sounds from behind him. Thancred blinks, looking over his shoulder to stare at Wanda before returning his attention to the white-haired stranger, who she apparently knows. ] Your name is Nero? [ After a beat, he shakes his head. ] Apologies, but there's someone from my star with that name, and you're... well, nothing like him. Which is a good thing, I can assure you.
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[ Sarcasm. Yes, Thancred is quite skilled in the use of it, if he says so himself, but that's neither here nor there. He's now having "video games" explained to him.
He takes the small device affixed with buttons, looking between it and the bright colors on the screen as the stranger explains. He can wrap his head around the general concept — that inputs he makes on the handheld device will control what he sees on the screen. It's like nothing he's ever seen before, to be sure, but there's a clear cause and effect that he can follow. Like any sort of game. ]
I can't say I've ever raced, at least not like this. [ Chocobo racing is the primary method of such recreation where he's from, but he'd always been more of a Triple Triad player himself.
Then a familiar voice sounds from behind him. Thancred blinks, looking over his shoulder to stare at Wanda before returning his attention to the white-haired stranger, who she apparently knows. ] Your name is Nero? [ After a beat, he shakes his head. ] Apologies, but there's someone from my star with that name, and you're... well, nothing like him. Which is a good thing, I can assure you.