No, I don't. Need a medical crew, I mean. But thank you. [ Not defensive, really, though it could probably qualify as stubborn. The thanks is genuine. Kieren casts a distracted glance towards the main exit, thoughtful, but his attention's fully on her when he looks back.
He has the small box and the mousse tucked under one arm, posture protective and a bit stiff. There's a deliberate effort to relax as he eases into the whole human interaction thing, but he never really shakes the awkward edge. ]
And that's fine, it's very helpful. [ Just kidding, he got like, half of that. He's at least heard the space spiel already, so he isn't completely lost. And he should maybe prioritize getting more information, or getting out of here, but after an uncertain pause: ] Where are you from?
no subject
He has the small box and the mousse tucked under one arm, posture protective and a bit stiff. There's a deliberate effort to relax as he eases into the whole human interaction thing, but he never really shakes the awkward edge. ]
And that's fine, it's very helpful. [ Just kidding, he got like, half of that. He's at least heard the space spiel already, so he isn't completely lost. And he should maybe prioritize getting more information, or getting out of here, but after an uncertain pause: ] Where are you from?