Osvald paused for a moment, his lenses fixated on Eires's face and hands as she motioned to Nowhere, visible off the viewing ports and observation domes above. He slowly shook his head, speaking in a quieter and softer tone this time.
"It isn't that, ma'am.", correcting the lenses on his mask. "Its the people."
всегда верен"We'll have to talk about it some time. Its really something else."
Even through her casual demeanour, it should have been obvious that Eires' words had more meaning than the actual sentences conveyed. Regardless of what she really meant, no signs pointed to ill intent towards anyone.
[forum cryptid: it/it's]"This station is laid out rather nicely. If we take a moment to get our bearings..." Eires said as she looked around and made certain of her location.
"...then we should be able to plan out a route. There we go."
Eires tapped the tablet on the spot where they were.
"We're right there, now where's the archives?"
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Eires let out a hearty laugh.
"Ha! I feel somewhat more at home here, myself, but I completely understand the feeling: I don't belong that way-"
She motions to Nowhere, hanging in the sky above (below?) the station that is, as far as i remember. feel free to correct me, imca like some giant weight ready to come down on it.
" myself. We all have our natural habitats."
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