[ The small, circling fairy quickly steals Sigma's attention away, trying to follow along so he can offer some kind of "hello" or an apologetic look for being visibly doubtful moments before. He waffles on trying to offer this one a handshake too, but considering how small...would it be rude to offer just a finger? Oh, geez, probably.
Speaking of, though! He's saved from that thought by the larger one, turning his attention back for a moment. ]
Of course. I'm always happy to help.
[ Even quick as the shake is, it's enough.
Mr. Expedition will all of the sudden find himself mysteriously aware of a number of things--a desert much like this, its sands only occasionally broken up by men in tactical gear scurrying with malicious intent like fire ants. Small, dark houses nestled inside the bitter cold with little to offer but the smell of fresh tea wafting through the air. And finally an entire building in the sky, sprawling and decadent, filled to the brim with humans laughing, mingling, and playing games.
There's a softness around that one, a feeling of comfort despite the colors, sounds, and smells all bombarding the senses without end.
Meanwhile, Sigma's awaiting something similar. Always so careful, his focus is on a specific question: "What do we really have to be looking out for here?" ]
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Speaking of, though! He's saved from that thought by the larger one, turning his attention back for a moment. ]
Of course. I'm always happy to help.
[ Even quick as the shake is, it's enough.
Mr. Expedition will all of the sudden find himself mysteriously aware of a number of things--a desert much like this, its sands only occasionally broken up by men in tactical gear scurrying with malicious intent like fire ants. Small, dark houses nestled inside the bitter cold with little to offer but the smell of fresh tea wafting through the air. And finally an entire building in the sky, sprawling and decadent, filled to the brim with humans laughing, mingling, and playing games.
There's a softness around that one, a feeling of comfort despite the colors, sounds, and smells all bombarding the senses without end.
Meanwhile, Sigma's awaiting something similar. Always so careful, his focus is on a specific question: "What do we really have to be looking out for here?" ]