[He stands, staring at Jiutou. It still feels fake, the whole situation. The end of their world, this whole space station, the idea that Jiutou and the others were going to be stuck like this for the indefinite future. Even the bad stuff, things that seemed like massive, world-ending threats were now totally irrelevant. Part of him wants to believe that any minute he’s going to wake up and tell the others about this crazy dream he just had, and they’d laugh and go on with their mission to stop the Broken Sky.
Luckily for everyone except Cam, he’s already in the process of burying his feelings deep under his normal veneer of clueless positivity. And he perks up a bit at the stranger’s offer of food.]
Hold on. [Something still doesn’t feel right. Leaning in close to the glass on Jiutou’s pod, Cam cups his mouth and breathes out. In the resulting fogged up glass, he uses his finger to write in messy handwriting CAM. Now, if she wakes up, she’ll know he was here.
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Luckily for everyone except Cam, he’s already in the process of burying his feelings deep under his normal veneer of clueless positivity. And he perks up a bit at the stranger’s offer of food.]
Hold on. [Something still doesn’t feel right. Leaning in close to the glass on Jiutou’s pod, Cam cups his mouth and breathes out. In the resulting fogged up glass, he uses his finger to write in messy handwriting CAM. Now, if she wakes up, she’ll know he was here.
Satisfied, he nods to the stranger, ready to go.]
So, where to?