[Surprisingly weird: Making Wolfwood laugh. Rin's helmet tracks towards Wolfwood, briefly, apparently just as surprised by the burst of laughter as Wolfwood himself, before twisting back to watching their feet, navigating the unfamiliar territory with careful surety.
Too bad they're too far from the Shuttle and the Mnemosyne to be able to pull out the training that the ship surely took with it out into the great unknown. It would be a great time for them to clip one of the more trite phrases in it and send it over - but it's not like Wolfwood would see it in this instant, either. No one else here is quite as wired into their CL-10 as Rin.
They just have to make do with their mouth, instead. Surprisingly easy - maybe it's the helmet, helping with their eternal paranoia over being looked at. Maybe it's the fairies slowly converging.]
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Too bad they're too far from the Shuttle and the Mnemosyne to be able to pull out the training that the ship surely took with it out into the great unknown. It would be a great time for them to clip one of the more trite phrases in it and send it over - but it's not like Wolfwood would see it in this instant, either. No one else here is quite as wired into their CL-10 as Rin.
They just have to make do with their mouth, instead. Surprisingly easy - maybe it's the helmet, helping with their eternal paranoia over being looked at.
Maybe it's the fairies slowly converging.]Then I politely decline your offer to nest.