[ He looks up as she takes the first drink, but the stars offer no answer to his searching eyes. Neither does the unfeeling glow of the numbers they can both see painted onto the Monolith, still so far ahead of them.
Closer, now, though. Maybe later he will try throwing a rock with his left arm.
His glance slides sidelong to her as she holds out the bottle, and he nods, a heavy gesture that leaves him with his head bowed a moment before he finally lifts the bottle and takes a swallow of his own. The wine is rich against his tongue, a small sliver of indulgence in this... memory of a place they've come to. Nothing seems to live here on this Continent but Nevrons and Gestrals.
And ghosts. So many ghosts. Sometimes he feels that if he looked at just the right moment, he would see them all around him, drifting like petals on the breeze. ]
Yeah.
[ A slight hesitation; another swallow before he holds the bottle back out to her. ]
Well, we were busy, before we left. Had to make sure everything was prepared. That everyone was ready.
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Closer, now, though. Maybe later he will try throwing a rock with his left arm.
His glance slides sidelong to her as she holds out the bottle, and he nods, a heavy gesture that leaves him with his head bowed a moment before he finally lifts the bottle and takes a swallow of his own. The wine is rich against his tongue, a small sliver of indulgence in this... memory of a place they've come to. Nothing seems to live here on this Continent but Nevrons and Gestrals.
And ghosts. So many ghosts. Sometimes he feels that if he looked at just the right moment, he would see them all around him, drifting like petals on the breeze. ]
Yeah.
[ A slight hesitation; another swallow before he holds the bottle back out to her. ]
Well, we were busy, before we left. Had to make sure everything was prepared. That everyone was ready.