[ He chews on his lower lip thoughtfully. Then he stops, when his teeth pinch down on a cut there. Whoops.
He could ask him to stop there. He's been running from Earth for a long time, now. Nothing left for him there, after all, except relatives who've probably long forgotten him or thought him dead. Going back would just be painful for everyone all around, he thinks. Easier to avoid it. Easier to stay dead.
But-- it's still his home, right? Kind of? And hearing about it doesn't mean he has to step back on Terran soil, so-- ]
Nah. It's okay. [ It's said quietly, hesitantly, but he keeps on trucking. ] Go on. Wow me with your funny little Earth technology.
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He could ask him to stop there. He's been running from Earth for a long time, now. Nothing left for him there, after all, except relatives who've probably long forgotten him or thought him dead. Going back would just be painful for everyone all around, he thinks. Easier to avoid it. Easier to stay dead.
But-- it's still his home, right? Kind of? And hearing about it doesn't mean he has to step back on Terran soil, so-- ]
Nah. It's okay. [ It's said quietly, hesitantly, but he keeps on trucking. ] Go on. Wow me with your funny little Earth technology.