[ His nose wrinkles at her response. Not because he’s mysteriously disappointed by her successful recovery. It just doesn’t give him the definitive answer he had hoped for— a broken arm and …well, they’re not the same caliber of injury.
It’s him making excuses, hoping his Eldritch boyfriend isn’t quite as Eldritch as he knows to be true. Oh well. Fine. At least he has the man here.
Lucina’s response inspires a deep pang of sympathy, even if she doesn’t appear to be anything beyond quietly resigned over the fact. He's been there before. ]
You might find a familiar face eventually. I ran into someone here whose family arrived a bit after him. [ She doesn’t seem bothered, though, so he chooses not to be an annoyance pressing her into an impromptu therapy session. Genuinely, the blind leading the blind.
Okay, Lucina, have a sappy smile for .2 seconds before he returns to scouting out for any danger (???????) in this abandoned park. Please, Martin. ]
My boyfriend, John. [ He’s careful to not gush. He spent years being painfully obvious to everyone around him, and while he hardly wishes to keep things clandestine, polite is okay. ] Part of the reason why I’m out here poking around. Like I said, we had something kinda similar… if you consider miles of bubbled hellscapes littering miles of abandoned countryside similar. [ Martin feigns that optimistic cheer he’s perfected oh so well. ] Sure, it was weird seeing a bunch of defunct androids at the resort, but it didn’t seem intentionally spooky. Ours were intentionally spooky.
[ An understatement. ]
Hope that they’re gone now that we’re no longer there.
forgive the cronch
It’s him making excuses, hoping his Eldritch boyfriend isn’t quite as Eldritch as he knows to be true. Oh well. Fine. At least he has the man here.
Lucina’s response inspires a deep pang of sympathy, even if she doesn’t appear to be anything beyond quietly resigned over the fact. He's been there before. ]
You might find a familiar face eventually. I ran into someone here whose family arrived a bit after him. [ She doesn’t seem bothered, though, so he chooses not to be an annoyance pressing her into an impromptu therapy session. Genuinely, the blind leading the blind.
Okay, Lucina, have a sappy smile for .2 seconds before he returns to scouting out for any danger (???????) in this abandoned park. Please, Martin. ]
My boyfriend, John. [ He’s careful to not gush. He spent years being painfully obvious to everyone around him, and while he hardly wishes to keep things clandestine, polite is okay. ] Part of the reason why I’m out here poking around. Like I said, we had something kinda similar… if you consider miles of bubbled hellscapes littering miles of abandoned countryside similar. [ Martin feigns that optimistic cheer he’s perfected oh so well. ] Sure, it was weird seeing a bunch of defunct androids at the resort, but it didn’t seem intentionally spooky. Ours were intentionally spooky.
[ An understatement. ]
Hope that they’re gone now that we’re no longer there.