[ A grunt is his only reply for a while, but then he comes to lean a hip against the piano. (He wonders if the people aboard the ship scavenged it from the dust, or if it had been here all along? Someone's luggage, maybe. Someone who thought it important enough to bring on an interstellar journey.)
He gives Midvalley a once over, notes that he's looking a lot less shitty since their escape. Better. More like the man he knew, who once nearly killed him, blinded him, pointed a gun at his face.
Happy memories. Good times. ]
You doin' okay? [ Not that he cares. Because of course he doesn't. Not really. He's only asking because-- ] Haven't had time to babysit you. Make sure you're keepin' outta trouble.
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He gives Midvalley a once over, notes that he's looking a lot less shitty since their escape. Better. More like the man he knew, who once nearly killed him, blinded him, pointed a gun at his face.
Happy memories. Good times. ]
You doin' okay? [ Not that he cares. Because of course he doesn't. Not really. He's only asking because-- ] Haven't had time to babysit you. Make sure you're keepin' outta trouble.