[He's going over a star map, trying to orient himself as best as possible. The 3d ones are better but a part of him that started with flat maps absorbs information that way better. And its strangely reassuring to him as well, something to hold in his hands and trace with a finger. All morning was spent on the hologram ones and he's back to the flat maps now, meshing the two together in his head.

He doesn't mind at all when she asks her question and gives him an excuse to take a break.]

No talking ever, huh. [He leans a hip on the table and folds his arms loosely across his chest chin dipping for a moment before he answers:] I think I'd better stick with singing. Writing, or typing, things out would take too long in the middle of a fight.

Your turn. Would you rather have the ability to be invisible whenever you wanted or to fly whenever you wanted?