[ There's not much inflection in his voice in any given day, but the words are definitely complimentary and not judgemental. Next to him, one of the babies chirps, doing its best to wiggle over to him. Does it want food? Attention? Play? He consults his checklist again, fruitlessly. ]
[ Whether she actually knows whether he means it as a compliment or not, she's chosen to believe it is indeed positivity he's gracing her with, and Sophia's reply is a cheery sing-song answer, almost as chirpy as the whale calf.
Of course, she can't be the most helpful all the time (much to her chagrin), so after a thoughtful pause, Sophia shakes her head. ]
I don't know anything about that, unfortunately. They seem to like attention?
[ Most small animals do seem to like attention, she's not wrong there.
He gives her words a moment's though, then carefully steps over until he's about a foot away, close enough to be able to stick out one arm to pat the baby whale atop its (comparatively) large head. Which he does but like, awkwardly and incredibly cautiously, fingers barely making contact with the surface before they lift up again.
Truly there's nothing more embarrassing than a grown man looking uncomfortable while trying to pat a baby animal of any sort. ]
[ Sophia is watching him with utter fascination. He looks like he's never handled a baby animal in his life.
Then again, she most definitely hasn't, so maybe he's actually the one with more experience here. But either way, as the calf makes a kind of burbling crooning noise, Sophia blinks at Eustace. ]
He snaps his head around abruptly to stare at her with open confusion, his hand jerking to a stop in midair before it can make contact with the baby whale a second time. ]
Pain? [ ???? ] No. Why?
[ Apparently he is unaware of just how graceless he looks right now. ]
[ Has she seen him....HAS SHE OBSERVED HIM.....actually he's not carrying his giant gun around right now and isn't wearing his usual resting bitch face so. Maybe she hasn't seen the worst part of him. ]
But this is a question he can answer easily at least, the return the familiar imbuing him with a smidge more confidence. His hand reaches back out to pat the baby whale again, movements a bit more smooth this time around. ]
I'm a soldier. I'm used to engaging in combat on a regular basis.
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You came prepared.
[ There's not much inflection in his voice in any given day, but the words are definitely complimentary and not judgemental. Next to him, one of the babies chirps, doing its best to wiggle over to him. Does it want food? Attention? Play? He consults his checklist again, fruitlessly. ]
Did your source say anything about enrichment?
[ How does one play with baby whales..... ]
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Praise accepted.
[ Whether she actually knows whether he means it as a compliment or not, she's chosen to believe it is indeed positivity he's gracing her with, and Sophia's reply is a cheery sing-song answer, almost as chirpy as the whale calf.
Of course, she can't be the most helpful all the time (much to her chagrin), so after a thoughtful pause, Sophia shakes her head. ]
I don't know anything about that, unfortunately. They seem to like attention?
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He gives her words a moment's though, then carefully steps over until he's about a foot away, close enough to be able to stick out one arm to pat the baby whale atop its (comparatively) large head. Which he does but like, awkwardly and incredibly cautiously, fingers barely making contact with the surface before they lift up again.
Truly there's nothing more embarrassing than a grown man looking uncomfortable while trying to pat a baby animal of any sort. ]
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Then again, she most definitely hasn't, so maybe he's actually the one with more experience here. But either way, as the calf makes a kind of burbling crooning noise, Sophia blinks at Eustace. ]
Is it causing you pain?
[ SHE MEANS WELL. ]
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He snaps his head around abruptly to stare at her with open confusion, his hand jerking to a stop in midair before it can make contact with the baby whale a second time. ]
Pain? [ ???? ] No. Why?
[ Apparently he is unaware of just how graceless he looks right now. ]
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[ Surely it's not because he's just being Awkward?? Not this cool roommate with fluffy ears? ]
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Ah. [ How does he put this.... ] I don't spend a lot of time around animals. They usually don't like me.
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[ This does seem to sincerely flummox her. ]
Are you perceived as a threat?
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Usually. It would be a problem if I wasn't.
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Oh? Do you find yourself in dangerous situations often, then?
[ He appears to be used to combat, or at least he doesn't look like a shut-in with unhealthy levels of solitude-- ]
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But this is a question he can answer easily at least, the return the familiar imbuing him with a smidge more confidence. His hand reaches back out to pat the baby whale again, movements a bit more smooth this time around. ]
I'm a soldier. I'm used to engaging in combat on a regular basis.
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[ Processing... even as she watches him pet the calf and its little wings flutter happily in acknowledgment. ]
Does that mean you're in a war currently?
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Something like that. [ How vague. ] I'm trying to stop a war from happening.
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[ understatement. ]
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Most things are easier to destroy than to fix. [ unfortunately. but also: ] Ideally you'll never have to be involved in any part of a war.
[ she looks so youthful..... ]
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Yes, I agree. I'm humanity's companion and I don't think a good companion would get involved in a war unless humanity itself was in danger...
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hang on. ]
'Humanity's companion'?
[ what, like a dog? ]
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[ She would be pleased if she had soft fluffy dog ears, probably, but alas. ]
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But also: that explanation did nothing to enlighten him on her status as humanity's companion and he looks just as puzzled as before. ]
What exactly does that entail...?
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[ She never really got a rundown, so she's also just as puzzled about her own directive. ]
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You think.
[ girl................. ]
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All I remember is my name and my objective. I have no memories before that.
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And long how ago was that?
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This conversation is unreal. ]
You're not human, are you.
[ He really should have seen this coming. ]
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