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[The sun doesn't so much as rise as flick on with the sudden, glaring brightness of noon. Whatever time keeping device you have on you says its about 8:14am when this happens.

The power's back, but the time on your timekeeping device never really make sense with the position of the sun as it moves across the sky.]

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I feel the same.

At least we have eternity to adjust to the frequent surprises.

I, er, try not to think about that, but it's... it's unavoidable, isn't it.

It seems that way. Still, I'm sure we won't feel it until much later; for now, 'eternity' doesn't mean much.

[ssigh] How have you been?

I certainly don't, ah, wish to die, but it seems, well. Like a long time to live with myself.

I've been... fairly well? Overwhelmed by this ... era, but I imagine you are, er, too. More.

Some experience with Court reduced the novelty a great deal, even if the times don't match up exactly.

Somehow I find this more... something. There's so much music in every store.

Have you found the company here worthwhile?

Er. Well, you're here.

[goes red after he says it, like, what a fool]

[...just smiling, a genuine one] You're very kind.

[he does look like he'd saying something more, but he's trying to reduce that embarrassment]

And, ah, so is Tristan. It's not, er. Not a bad place to start from.

Are there many other acquaintances of yours here?

Er, no. Not who, er, recognize me, at least.

Edited 2017-09-09 09:23 (UTC)

I am sorry. That's a shame.

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