[She'd try harder if she actually had two hands! Maybe. It was easier not to worry about being a person of letters (digital or otherwise) when other skills seemed that much more critical. Or maybe that's just a comfortable excuse.]
yeah, we're really lucky! so we gotta be properly grateful for their help. [that said:] maybe we can convince them to give us our stuff back too, eventually.
[The technology in her world hasn't yet progressed beyond the cannon and hand-wound pocket watches, but she's already liking the text function of this strange little device. No fight to keep emotion better left buried out of her voice, no need to hide the way her hands are shaking at the thought of never getting her ring back, her sword and uniform, the layers she's worn for years. There's just stark, simple words on a screen, typeset in neat lines, as politely neutral as Lys wants to make them. Enamored of the feeling, she chatters on a bit more.]
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yeah, we're really lucky! so we gotta be properly grateful for their help. [that said:] maybe we can convince them to give us our stuff back too, eventually.
[The technology in her world hasn't yet progressed beyond the cannon and hand-wound pocket watches, but she's already liking the text function of this strange little device. No fight to keep emotion better left buried out of her voice, no need to hide the way her hands are shaking at the thought of never getting her ring back, her sword and uniform, the layers she's worn for years. There's just stark, simple words on a screen, typeset in neat lines, as politely neutral as Lys wants to make them. Enamored of the feeling, she chatters on a bit more.]
did you notice the kids?