[ Barnaby. Please. This is far too much thinking about topics of too much importance for him right now.
At a loss, Amos mimics Barnaby's motion, taking another sip out of his glass. When he puts it down, he's just left staring into it, a calm, smooth surface of pristine water, and it's kinda fucking with him. ]
I have no fucking clue what Earth should be like. [ He doesn't look up, speaking more to his water than to Barnaby. ] All I ever knew was shit. Cap said he came from somewhere nice, but even he wanted to be in space, not on Earth. Maybe it's unsalvageable. Maybe no matter what we do, it'll all just be shit.
[ His gaze shifts back over to his stew, and when he picks his spoon back up it's more mechanical than anything else. Going through the motions, shoving its contents into his mouth so he can recharge and get back to getting drunk out of his mind. This kinda sucks now, actually. ]
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At a loss, Amos mimics Barnaby's motion, taking another sip out of his glass. When he puts it down, he's just left staring into it, a calm, smooth surface of pristine water, and it's kinda fucking with him. ]
I have no fucking clue what Earth should be like. [ He doesn't look up, speaking more to his water than to Barnaby. ] All I ever knew was shit. Cap said he came from somewhere nice, but even he wanted to be in space, not on Earth. Maybe it's unsalvageable. Maybe no matter what we do, it'll all just be shit.
[ His gaze shifts back over to his stew, and when he picks his spoon back up it's more mechanical than anything else. Going through the motions, shoving its contents into his mouth so he can recharge and get back to getting drunk out of his mind. This kinda sucks now, actually. ]