It's fine, [ he answers warmly -- and the answer would be the same under any tone, because it's a truth. One that ignores the real possibility that the part where one of the small tusks pressing in might start to ache in time, but they don't right now.
Right now, it's comfortable. Looking out at whatever furniture she and Scorpia have in the room, his arm around Chizuru's shoulder. Thinking to remark: ]
This is where we'd watch shows or movies back home. You'd have a rectangular box, right? The same shape the movies show in, and they'd show on that on a screen like the omnis. But everything's clearer, like in the Feed -- 'cept even better.
[ Because that's a little fuzzy. But it's a good topic to let their emotions slumber to, isn't it? The things they don't have, ones that aren't so depressive. ]
We'd watch a comedy, so we wouldn't have to think. Like... the one about the girl who goes to school to become a lawyer, or the guy who finds out he can talk to animals.
[ 'We', Robby says, and as Chizuru rests against him for a moment she can't help but let her thoughts drift off for a moment. Away from those sad memories, away from the heavy topics. Right towards trying to imagine what it must have been like. Robby sitting there, watching a movie with someone dear to him.
Laughing, maybe. (She hopes.)
She resists the urge to ask what a 'lawyer' is, instead allowing her eyes to fall shut for a moment as she rests against him. Perhaps it's easier to imagine it that way. ]
We didn't have movies, but we had stories. [ She softly says, adding onto the image he's creating here. A topic that brushes close to something painful, but Chizuru tries to focus on the good of it as well as she can, on the way she felt back then. ] Father used to tell me those sometimes before bedtime when I was younger.
[ Before everything got so messy and complicated (before he was just gone), a spiral that kept repeating and growing wilder all the way to here in Trench. ]
They were usually a little scarier than those movies sound. But I liked listening anyway.
I can tell you the one about the lawyer, [ Robby offers. ] I think I remember most of that one.
[ And this was where he was going with it, wasn't he? A story, something to distract them, or just to fill that space when you've shared your heart, and then there's that empty place that's been left, inside and around you. He gives her a little nudge, figures, with a voice faking sly, ]
--guess I need to explain what a lawyer is? [ And to a hum, or any kid of yes, or maybe regardless: ] --It's alright. I'll explain that in the story.
[ Because it'll become important, but it's not important at the beginning. At the beginning... ]
First, we start where the story does, with a girl at this university getting ready for a big date...
[ And so this break from emptied hearts is filled by recalling the story of Legally Blonde. ]
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Right now, it's comfortable. Looking out at whatever furniture she and Scorpia have in the room, his arm around Chizuru's shoulder. Thinking to remark: ]
This is where we'd watch shows or movies back home. You'd have a rectangular box, right? The same shape the movies show in, and they'd show on that on a screen like the omnis. But everything's clearer, like in the Feed -- 'cept even better.
[ Because that's a little fuzzy. But it's a good topic to let their emotions slumber to, isn't it? The things they don't have, ones that aren't so depressive. ]
We'd watch a comedy, so we wouldn't have to think. Like... the one about the girl who goes to school to become a lawyer, or the guy who finds out he can talk to animals.
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Laughing, maybe. (She hopes.)
She resists the urge to ask what a 'lawyer' is, instead allowing her eyes to fall shut for a moment as she rests against him. Perhaps it's easier to imagine it that way. ]
We didn't have movies, but we had stories. [ She softly says, adding onto the image he's creating here. A topic that brushes close to something painful, but Chizuru tries to focus on the good of it as well as she can, on the way she felt back then. ] Father used to tell me those sometimes before bedtime when I was younger.
[ Before everything got so messy and complicated (before he was just gone), a spiral that kept repeating and growing wilder all the way to here in Trench. ]
They were usually a little scarier than those movies sound. But I liked listening anyway.
oh no...is it a wrap...!?
[ And this was where he was going with it, wasn't he? A story, something to distract them, or just to fill that space when you've shared your heart, and then there's that empty place that's been left, inside and around you. He gives her a little nudge, figures, with a voice faking sly, ]
--guess I need to explain what a lawyer is? [ And to a hum, or any kid of yes, or maybe regardless: ] --It's alright. I'll explain that in the story.
[ Because it'll become important, but it's not important at the beginning. At the beginning... ]
First, we start where the story does, with a girl at this university getting ready for a big date...
[ And so this break from emptied hearts is filled by recalling the story of Legally Blonde. ]