mental link | day: 36

[wrackful]

[Exhaustion buzzes dimly, resignation a bitter aftertaste. It's a clear sensation that Murphy doesn't want to be doing this, but that somehow, he's ended up feeling it's his best option.]

( I need a ride to the station. Someone who can fly the shuttle. )

[The request is in his tone, even if he doesn't extend a please. And before his teammates can weigh in:]

( It'll be a round trip. Can't miss stage three of the alien crazy death show, can we. )

[The last is absolutely dry as a bone.]

Comments

[wrackful]

Of this?

[His interest rises more sharply, maybe some small amount of hope behind it. Had Shiro found a way to tell his home where he was?]

[shiro2hero]

No -- No, I meant. Other things. Back where I'm from.

[There's apology from him. In the wake of Murphy's interest.]

A lot happened before I got here. I think... they knew something.

[wrackful]

Right.

[There's disappointment there, but he swallows it down. It had been stupid to get hopeful in the first place. He lifts a hand, rubbing at his forehead.]

So, what, you somehow landed in crazy crap like this?

[The competition, the waypoint itself. Mara had been from a place with space travel, hopping between planets, different cultures and species. The idea wasn't so alien to Murphy as it might have been, before.]

[shiro2hero]

I'm sorry.

[The last thing he'd wanted was to get someone's hopes up like that. Because he can't help but think of Pidge -- of how important getting home is to her.]

[He doesn't answer right away. If only because he's doing his best to navigate the crowded space around the waypoint.]

Hold on -- might have to do some fancy footwork... [But he'll answer. After a moment.] Last thing I remember back ... home, I guess? This enemy everyone talks about was trying to kill my team.

They said the only way to stop it was coming out here. So. I came.