[ it does seem like Newt is far too absorbed in the task at hand to be more aware of the ancient, alien human with his face.
it was unnerving, to be this overlooked. yet being a near literal block between the point of real interest, balem gets to placate some of that attention. it's still less than he's used to, but he should start getting used to disappointment here.
he levels with the other's face, hating each hint of reflection, of similarity and youth and wrinkle, height matched to height and yet manages to look down. ]
The technology behind that. [ a fluent, flippant wave behind him. he won't stop the Recurrence from bending around him, if only because he hopes the worn briefcase is secure enough. ] A portal? Space compression, of a sort?
asking the real questions here
it was unnerving, to be this overlooked. yet being a near literal block between the point of real interest, balem gets to placate some of that attention. it's still less than he's used to, but he should start getting used to disappointment here.
he levels with the other's face, hating each hint of reflection, of similarity and youth and wrinkle, height matched to height and yet manages to look down. ]
The technology behind that. [ a fluent, flippant wave behind him. he won't stop the Recurrence from bending around him, if only because he hopes the worn briefcase is secure enough. ] A portal? Space compression, of a sort?