Sorry! Sorry sorry sorry— [ he coughs and tries his best to reset his vocoder, trying to calm himself down. (apparently robots of his stature and build can cough.)
apparently. ] I just. I just- Wow. It’s been a while since I could talk about this stuff with someone else, you know?
[ he laughs, rubbing the back of his neck as his field shifts to something softer and warmer, fuzzy around the edges to matched his embarrassed, happily so, state. he feels silly but it is so worth it.
it is so, so worth it when he gets to hear about where cayde(-6?) is from. the imagery he gets from the way cayde is from is great. he can almost see it for himself - a chain of mountains that are capped with night bright snow. a labyrinth of technology dotted across the landscape, wreathed in weeds and vines thanks to mother nature and father time. it's enough to have him doodling this scene on the ground.
away from the map, of course. ]
I think this is the first time I’ve ever thought of the moon being cool! Or so pretty sounding. [ having lived on the moon for a while, he's forgotten the beauty of it after taking it for granted for so long. hearing someone else's view of it is amazing.
but... ] Old Russia? [ that's what got his attention the most. ] Do you have a New Russia?
[ what happened to the old one? it makes him immediately think of 'new manila' and he's quick to dismiss that, mostly because that would mean the 'old' place would have been... yeah. ]
no subject
apparently. ] I just. I just- Wow. It’s been a while since I could talk about this stuff with someone else, you know?
[ he laughs, rubbing the back of his neck as his field shifts to something softer and warmer, fuzzy around the edges to matched his embarrassed, happily so, state. he feels silly but it is so worth it.
it is so, so worth it when he gets to hear about where cayde(-6?) is from. the imagery he gets from the way cayde is from is great. he can almost see it for himself - a chain of mountains that are capped with night bright snow. a labyrinth of technology dotted across the landscape, wreathed in weeds and vines thanks to mother nature and father time. it's enough to have him doodling this scene on the ground.
away from the map, of course. ]
I think this is the first time I’ve ever thought of the moon being cool! Or so pretty sounding. [ having lived on the moon for a while, he's forgotten the beauty of it after taking it for granted for so long. hearing someone else's view of it is amazing.
but... ] Old Russia? [ that's what got his attention the most. ] Do you have a New Russia?
[ what happened to the old one? it makes him immediately think of 'new manila' and he's quick to dismiss that, mostly because that would mean the 'old' place would have been... yeah. ]