[ He looks up, at the air around them. Though his expression doesn't change, there's a sardonic tone to his voice. ]
Air's always the one that ends up being expensive, huh?
[ And he leaves it at that; nothing more than a wry observation. Can't travel by it. Gotta pay for it if you're somewhere where it isn't naturally occurring, i.e., space. Funny, that it can be free in its natural state, but any time you wanna try to do something with it, it's gonna end up costing you.
He looks back at her, somewhat bewildered, when she starts talking about his star, elemental shit, Calamities. The language is odd enough that he's able to completely forget where he is for a moment, just stare. It's weirder than her having a tail or anything like that. That, he can at least see, kinda get. This is... gibberish.
Amos blinks. ] What's a Calamity?
[ Is this how she felt, when she was asking him all those questions before, and his answers just seemed to invite more questions? It's all intuitive to him. He can barely fathom it not being the case, let alone how different where they come from is.
Shit, maybe the air's free in space in her world. Maybe there is no space, not really. Like where he'd been, in the Horizon, back without memories.
It's weird to think about.
Amos pushes it aside, feels something stir in him at her smile, her agreement. It's something warm, something he hasn't really felt much since he's been here. ]
Being alone's alright sometimes. [ A beat. A knowledge of what's waiting for him back in his cell. The warmth disappears immediately. His expression goes amiable, but totally blank. ] Think I like this better, though.
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Air's always the one that ends up being expensive, huh?
[ And he leaves it at that; nothing more than a wry observation. Can't travel by it. Gotta pay for it if you're somewhere where it isn't naturally occurring, i.e., space. Funny, that it can be free in its natural state, but any time you wanna try to do something with it, it's gonna end up costing you.
He looks back at her, somewhat bewildered, when she starts talking about his star, elemental shit, Calamities. The language is odd enough that he's able to completely forget where he is for a moment, just stare. It's weirder than her having a tail or anything like that. That, he can at least see, kinda get. This is... gibberish.
Amos blinks. ] What's a Calamity?
[ Is this how she felt, when she was asking him all those questions before, and his answers just seemed to invite more questions? It's all intuitive to him. He can barely fathom it not being the case, let alone how different where they come from is.
Shit, maybe the air's free in space in her world. Maybe there is no space, not really. Like where he'd been, in the Horizon, back without memories.
It's weird to think about.
Amos pushes it aside, feels something stir in him at her smile, her agreement. It's something warm, something he hasn't really felt much since he's been here. ]
Being alone's alright sometimes. [ A beat. A knowledge of what's waiting for him back in his cell. The warmth disappears immediately. His expression goes amiable, but totally blank. ] Think I like this better, though.