[ Strange to him, anyway. Billy had been living a very normal life back home, all the way up to the expedition. That strange creature that appeared on said expedition had been his first encounter with something that felt more than natural, and this place has only been piling up experiences when it comes to that.
But he doesn't think she has been here long - he doesn't recognize her, anyway, and even if Billy isn't the most socially active person around, he always keeps an eye out for things like that - and so maybe she hasn't had those experiences yet. A part of him always feels like he might sound ridiculous to people like that when he tries to explain.
He feels ridiculous, anyway. ]
This place sometimes seems to grant us strange abilities. Like.. magic. [ That word is so awkward on his tongue. He sounds like he's saying it so reluctantly, like he might lose all believability the moment he utters that word.
But he doesn't know how else to put it. So he continues to hold onto her hand, his own hand still warm, and looks for her gaze to see how she feels about this information. ]
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[ Strange to him, anyway. Billy had been living a very normal life back home, all the way up to the expedition. That strange creature that appeared on said expedition had been his first encounter with something that felt more than natural, and this place has only been piling up experiences when it comes to that.
But he doesn't think she has been here long - he doesn't recognize her, anyway, and even if Billy isn't the most socially active person around, he always keeps an eye out for things like that - and so maybe she hasn't had those experiences yet. A part of him always feels like he might sound ridiculous to people like that when he tries to explain.
He feels ridiculous, anyway. ]
This place sometimes seems to grant us strange abilities. Like.. magic. [ That word is so awkward on his tongue. He sounds like he's saying it so reluctantly, like he might lose all believability the moment he utters that word.
But he doesn't know how else to put it. So he continues to hold onto her hand, his own hand still warm, and looks for her gaze to see how she feels about this information. ]
This is mine.