[Mai's restless. She always is when she's told to sit still for very long. There's only so much training a person can do and so many meals they can eat to take up the stretches of quiet time.
So she comes here to roam and wander, pacing out footsteps among the aisles of still faces. Most of them she doesn't know but she does make sure at least once a day to bend her steps toward the faces she does recognize. They're just down the way from where Mikazuki sits - a gravely silent mother and father, a little brother looking much calmer than she's ever known him to. A lineup of others she can only look at in wonderment and debate why she was the one out of so many good people who woke up first.
If they chose someone as the ambassador for her world, they sure picked the wrong person.
She knows he isn't talking to her but she can't help but respond as she pauses to look up at the person in the pod. As she had told Abelas before, everyone here likely had someone who cared about them in one way or another. And thinking on that was somehow mournfully sad in a way she would never voice aloud.]
IV. Stasis Unit
[Mai's restless. She always is when she's told to sit still for very long. There's only so much training a person can do and so many meals they can eat to take up the stretches of quiet time.
So she comes here to roam and wander, pacing out footsteps among the aisles of still faces. Most of them she doesn't know but she does make sure at least once a day to bend her steps toward the faces she does recognize. They're just down the way from where Mikazuki sits - a gravely silent mother and father, a little brother looking much calmer than she's ever known him to. A lineup of others she can only look at in wonderment and debate why she was the one out of so many good people who woke up first.
If they chose someone as the ambassador for her world, they sure picked the wrong person.
She knows he isn't talking to her but she can't help but respond as she pauses to look up at the person in the pod. As she had told Abelas before, everyone here likely had someone who cared about them in one way or another. And thinking on that was somehow mournfully sad in a way she would never voice aloud.]