[ It's not the same woman he knows, not quite the same face, but the way she reacts to his name hits him somewhere in his gut, softens his own expression as he lets her help him to his feet. Puffs out air almost like a laugh, more from the exertion. ]
Honestly? I'm more confused about my legs right now— [ And, well, everything else. Legs are currently the most pressing issue. He braces a hand on the lip of the pod behind him, using it to keep himself level. The light humor is a reflex, instinctive and then gone, his face going somber again. Searching hers. ]
Any chance you figured out how we got here already? [ What the hell is going on? ]
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Honestly? I'm more confused about my legs right now— [ And, well, everything else. Legs are currently the most pressing issue. He braces a hand on the lip of the pod behind him, using it to keep himself level. The light humor is a reflex, instinctive and then gone, his face going somber again. Searching hers. ]
Any chance you figured out how we got here already? [ What the hell is going on? ]