[ takes a second to remember who dion is. he's smiling still, but it's a little wearied. ]
We spent half a year together, I think... We'd grown close, in memory. But then I met someone very important to me, and I hardly recognized him at all. We met a doppelganger of Jomper's, and an associate of Kitewoman. A companion to Goops Goops as well.
I don't believe it was real, but it was still strange to see familiar faces.
... The other four mentioned they saw people they were familiar with, too. [she pauses.] ... This wasn't a mission assigned to you? By the senior crew, I mean.
Margaret mentioned something similar... [ about the senior crew, but there's no recognition in his tone ] We didn't have anything like that. One moment, we were simply there. And then later, we were back—dropped into the galley with no notice.
[ he looks surprised by the question, though he eases into a more contemplative expression. it's a little apologetic. she shouldn't have to ask him something like this. ]
You know... I think I am? The arm—that frustrates me. I regret my weakness. It may... haunt me a while, if I must be frank. But my heart feels intact, even if my body isn't.
[ which is really as much as he can hope for. better the body than the spirit. after a moment, he reaches out and ruffles her hair affectionately with an easy smile. ]
You're very thoughtful, Throné! I'm truly honored to have you as a friend.
she has never in her life had her hair ruffled like this and for a second she looks kind of the way a cat does when you ruffle their fur up in the wrong direction? like half a murder expression and half a like bwuh? what? expression.
it takes her a second to recover from this.]
... I - hm. [you cannot kill sidon because he ruffled your hair, she reminds herself. it's fine.]
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
no subject
well, she doesn't like the sound of that. but.]
Dion said it felt like months, for you.
no subject
We spent half a year together, I think... We'd grown close, in memory. But then I met someone very important to me, and I hardly recognized him at all. We met a doppelganger of Jomper's, and an associate of Kitewoman. A companion to Goops Goops as well.
I don't believe it was real, but it was still strange to see familiar faces.
no subject
... The other four mentioned they saw people they were familiar with, too. [she pauses.] ... This wasn't a mission assigned to you? By the senior crew, I mean.
no subject
no subject
[silence, for a moment, as she thinks about that... and then she just changes tracks. because - he's optimistic and upbeat as usual, but.]
Are you alright, Sidon? [not like, physically, but emotionally.]
no subject
You know... I think I am? The arm—that frustrates me. I regret my weakness. It may... haunt me a while, if I must be frank. But my heart feels intact, even if my body isn't.
[ which is really as much as he can hope for. better the body than the spirit. after a moment, he reaches out and ruffles her hair affectionately with an easy smile. ]
You're very thoughtful, Throné! I'm truly honored to have you as a friend.
no subject
she has never in her life had her hair ruffled like this and for a second she looks kind of the way a cat does when you ruffle their fur up in the wrong direction? like half a murder expression and half a like bwuh? what? expression.
it takes her a second to recover from this.]
... I - hm. [you cannot kill sidon because he ruffled your hair, she reminds herself. it's fine.]
... Thank you. I'm also glad we're... friends.
no subject
despite everything, he laughs. hard enough that he's kind of wincing through it. ]
What is that reaction!