[ hearing her describe her apparently atlantean or magical friend as a best friend makes him pause a little, but it makes sense. how long did she say she'd been there? nine months? it's a long time. and now suddenly she's here with brand new versions of people and without the friends she'd made. he hasn't really stopped to consider how jarring that must be for her, and his brow knits slightly at the thought.
but he gets distracted by the mention of the collar implant. making a bit of a face. ]
I guess I'm glad it's not there anymore, but. [ just. another vague gesture. ] Dissolved? So what, dissolved into you? That sounds.
[ bad. he hates it. he hates everything about it. ]
no subject
but he gets distracted by the mention of the collar implant. making a bit of a face. ]
I guess I'm glad it's not there anymore, but. [ just. another vague gesture. ] Dissolved? So what, dissolved into you? That sounds.
[ bad. he hates it. he hates everything about it. ]