Five-hundred-and-one million, six-hundred-twenty-two thousand, seven-hundred-thirty-one...
[When the video feed flickers on, you get a nice view of the starry night sky stretching endlessly above. His voice filters through whimsically like something distant and far away.]There's Andromeda to the north, Libra... Vulpecula, and maybe Orion's to the
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Happy dreams, huh? [hesitation. the answer is yes, but like hell she'd say that.] What kind of a question is that?
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[she trails off, then points up to her head.]
You all right up there?
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[Though, that has less to do with the atmosphere of this world, and more of the events leading up to his arrival here.]
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Whatever did you do to end up in a week-long coma, hmm? [y'know, so he can avoid doing the same thing.]
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[a pause, and consideration] And it's a bit of a funny story, really. Would you believe me if I said it's the result of having too many unfinished memories?
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[cocks head to the side] I would say that sounds rather strange, but given that strange seems to be the norm here, it wouldn't sound out of place.
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[a hum] Is that so? It sounds like I need to work on making my excuses more incredulous.
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[ guess who isn't fooled? ]
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[three guesses, and otter isn't one of them]
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