Oh…a new arrival? He’d arrived in a room -a break room, he’d learned later- he hadn’t realized the vents were an option. And probably better he hadn’t.
More importantly, the more she talked, the more he felt eased by her voice. Specifically, her accent. It wasn’t quiet the same, but similar enough that it prodded at the part of him that ached with homesickness. That ached for comfort and soft words not truly his to hear, but that he listened to as thankfully as a beggar offered bread.
Luckily, her tone and enthusiasm were more than enough to offer the pang and little other distraction.
“I am Garner and you’ve been brought to a city known as Gloucester. On Earth, I am told. You sound…” he hesitates. It doesn’t seem possible, but Caduceus was from his world, so perhaps…
“You sound like you’re from near Port Zoon on the Menagerie Coast.”
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More importantly, the more she talked, the more he felt eased by her voice. Specifically, her accent. It wasn’t quiet the same, but similar enough that it prodded at the part of him that ached with homesickness. That ached for comfort and soft words not truly his to hear, but that he listened to as thankfully as a beggar offered bread.
Luckily, her tone and enthusiasm were more than enough to offer the pang and little other distraction.
“I am Garner and you’ve been brought to a city known as Gloucester. On Earth, I am told. You sound…” he hesitates. It doesn’t seem possible, but Caduceus was from his world, so perhaps…
“You sound like you’re from near Port Zoon on the Menagerie Coast.”