But when Joshua doesn't want to think about - everything, that's the least of what's wrong here. Less wrong than being psychically hooked up to a bunch of strangers, definitely. Less wrong than the people, the buildings, and everything else being absolutely nothing like what he knows, sure.
The ocean just looks like blood, and blood's the one thing he's never going to get away from.
As such, he's been spending most of his time on the beach, since they landed. His own complexes are poor company, but the least he can do is not inflict them on anybody else. And realizing that somebody else is already up there almost turns him back around, but even if he was hoping for no company, one person is still better than a town full of them, he supposes.
So he doesn't turn around. There's not a ton of space on the cliff, but there's enough for him to keep a small distance as he stakes out a spot to sit, just enough to say I'm cool with ignoring each other if you are. This is fine. ]
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But when Joshua doesn't want to think about - everything, that's the least of what's wrong here. Less wrong than being psychically hooked up to a bunch of strangers, definitely. Less wrong than the people, the buildings, and everything else being absolutely nothing like what he knows, sure.
The ocean just looks like blood, and blood's the one thing he's never going to get away from.
As such, he's been spending most of his time on the beach, since they landed. His own complexes are poor company, but the least he can do is not inflict them on anybody else. And realizing that somebody else is already up there almost turns him back around, but even if he was hoping for no company, one person is still better than a town full of them, he supposes.
So he doesn't turn around. There's not a ton of space on the cliff, but there's enough for him to keep a small distance as he stakes out a spot to sit, just enough to say I'm cool with ignoring each other if you are. This is fine. ]