[ Out of the corner of his eye, Carata is staring outside, something he mirrors as he considers his answer. They reach the bottom floor, doors opening with a quiet swish. ]
It's not strange. [ A little different, yes, but nothing will be the same as what he considered home. Of course, the AI are more advanced here. Like droids that haven't been reset.
The impressive rush of people is also a bit off-putting. But then, he's never felt at home surrounded by people. As he thinks about it, he feels an odd sense of warmth. An invitation. It takes a second but he finally pinpoints it as the brush of Carata's mind alongside his. Instinctually, he locks up at first, has to tell himself it makes sense to transmit information this way. If she wants to know about his world, it's not exactly something he can put into words.
Gradually, he lets his defense relax, holding the image of the Finalizer in his head as they walk along. ]
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It's not strange. [ A little different, yes, but nothing will be the same as what he considered home. Of course, the AI are more advanced here. Like droids that haven't been reset.
The impressive rush of people is also a bit off-putting. But then, he's never felt at home surrounded by people. As he thinks about it, he feels an odd sense of warmth. An invitation. It takes a second but he finally pinpoints it as the brush of Carata's mind alongside his. Instinctually, he locks up at first, has to tell himself it makes sense to transmit information this way. If she wants to know about his world, it's not exactly something he can put into words.
Gradually, he lets his defense relax, holding the image of the Finalizer in his head as they walk along. ]
This place is brighter. Louder, too.