( It certainly explains it to her. 300 years in the future is a long time. 100 years before her time, and people barely even had electronics, let alone personal sentient butlers and Omniums who gained a justice system and tried to eradicate humans.
Her expression turns as he goes on about his tombstone, "supposed to be dead"— it's a pinch of her brows and a hand coming to rest against his arm, gentle. )
Hey. You're still here, too. And still alive. I know this isn't an easy change for anyone, and we just had to put people you know back into cryostasis.
( —so take a moment, it seems to imply. It's fine to be annoyed and angry and confused. Makes sense, even. If he wants to have that, she isn't going to bar him from it. He'd successfully dulled the shine of her curiosity, however. Her reply loses that energy she'd began her questions with, distracted as she shifts and seems to consider it. "Bone juice." What a name. )
Mm, I think I understand. So you weren't born on Earth...? You've spent your whole life in space? I suppose there was artificial gravity... ( Her gaze turns towards the door out of the cryo chambers, where a small window's visible in the distance. There's a planet beneath them they eventually need to get to. ) Well, they've been sounding the alarms for some time. I think all able bodies were to be evacuated. There's a teleporter to take us down to the planet below.
I don't know what the gravity will be like.
( This is essentially a silent offer to keep an eye out for him. Take it or leave it. )
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Her expression turns as he goes on about his tombstone, "supposed to be dead"— it's a pinch of her brows and a hand coming to rest against his arm, gentle. )
Hey. You're still here, too. And still alive. I know this isn't an easy change for anyone, and we just had to put people you know back into cryostasis.
( —so take a moment, it seems to imply. It's fine to be annoyed and angry and confused. Makes sense, even. If he wants to have that, she isn't going to bar him from it. He'd successfully dulled the shine of her curiosity, however. Her reply loses that energy she'd began her questions with, distracted as she shifts and seems to consider it. "Bone juice." What a name. )
Mm, I think I understand. So you weren't born on Earth...? You've spent your whole life in space? I suppose there was artificial gravity... ( Her gaze turns towards the door out of the cryo chambers, where a small window's visible in the distance. There's a planet beneath them they eventually need to get to. ) Well, they've been sounding the alarms for some time. I think all able bodies were to be evacuated. There's a teleporter to take us down to the planet below.
I don't know what the gravity will be like.
( This is essentially a silent offer to keep an eye out for him. Take it or leave it. )