[He expects her to know him. That innate instruction that slips into mind and latches on, adding on more mass to the organ until it bulges with others' thoughts. He understands the tablet, even if the flicks of his fingertips aren't quite the same as those he'd use on the tech back on earth. He doesn't even think of it as 'back home' as he should; home is adaptable. Like most things, it's more concept than fact, more theory than practice. Home could be the station, but home is usually when his eyes are shut, his breathing's steady, his hands close on the thing he needs when he wakes.
By like me he means with my power. Not like me as in also burning, burning, burning. That can be built.]
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[He expects her to know him. That innate instruction that slips into mind and latches on, adding on more mass to the organ until it bulges with others' thoughts. He understands the tablet, even if the flicks of his fingertips aren't quite the same as those he'd use on the tech back on earth. He doesn't even think of it as 'back home' as he should; home is adaptable. Like most things, it's more concept than fact, more theory than practice. Home could be the station, but home is usually when his eyes are shut, his breathing's steady, his hands close on the thing he needs when he wakes.
By like me he means with my power. Not like me as in also burning, burning, burning. That can be built.]