[The possibility that maybe, just maybe, normal human beings would be somewhat concerned about being unceremoniously dropped into alien terrain doesn’t register to Cayde. Dream world or not, he’s excited, because this is his world, his normal, despite the fact that it certainly isn’t Hank’s. Still, he rests his hand on his companion’s shoulder, taking a moment to look out over the wild expanse before them with a fond sigh. It’s enough to get his blood racing, the thrill of the unknown and adventure a heady thing that he’s more than happy to lose himself in.
His reverie is somewhat broken by Hank’s gruff commentary, and he spares a look over to him that starts out as simply bemused but shifts to something unapologetically cheeky as he lets his gaze sweep down the line of Hank’s sillohuete.]
No, you look good.
[Fact. No room for argument.]
Didn’t come to stare though-
[They’d come, after all, to appease a robot’s tremendous ego and need to show off. His competency had been called into question, he couldn’t help it. It’s much easier to throw himself headfirst into this new distraction than to wallow on what had happened earlier; healthier though? Absolutely not. Not that that matters to him in the slightest.]
Came here to prove a point!
[He’s about to continue but falls quiet for half a moment. The concept that Hank probably had no idea where they were or what was going on finally manages to make its way to the forefront of his mind, and while it’s hard he does slow his roll just a bit.]
Might need a moment though. Y’know, to get my bearings.
[Or rather to spare Hank from any more unnecessary discomfort beyond the whole ‘suddenly being redressed and dragged across the universe which isn’t actually real’ thing that they’ve got going on.]
no subject
His reverie is somewhat broken by Hank’s gruff commentary, and he spares a look over to him that starts out as simply bemused but shifts to something unapologetically cheeky as he lets his gaze sweep down the line of Hank’s sillohuete.]
No, you look good.
[Fact. No room for argument.]
Didn’t come to stare though-
[They’d come, after all, to appease a robot’s tremendous ego and need to show off. His competency had been called into question, he couldn’t help it. It’s much easier to throw himself headfirst into this new distraction than to wallow on what had happened earlier; healthier though? Absolutely not. Not that that matters to him in the slightest.]
Came here to prove a point!
[He’s about to continue but falls quiet for half a moment. The concept that Hank probably had no idea where they were or what was going on finally manages to make its way to the forefront of his mind, and while it’s hard he does slow his roll just a bit.]
Might need a moment though. Y’know, to get my bearings.
[Or rather to spare Hank from any more unnecessary discomfort beyond the whole ‘suddenly being redressed and dragged across the universe which isn’t actually real’ thing that they’ve got going on.]