He leans forward, whispering. She leans in closer to him as well, very aware it exposes a bit more below the collar of her shirt (though not much, not here in Halo where skin was kept covered). ”You say that now, but you hardly know me,” she gives him a wink, voice teasing but low, whispering into the small space between them. ”People tend to regret things they do when they are drunk. At least the things they cannot take back. And you can’t take that back, if you indeed let me in to your hidden stash of booze. Assuming it’s good.” She reaches out, aiming to tap him on the nose with her pointer finger to make her point. He hadn’t actually promised good booze. Or even a secret stash, for that matter.
He speaks of a place called Northhaven, which sounds perhaps worse than Caido. For all it’s dangerous places, you could at least leave your surrounding town. Well, now you could, anyway. There had been a time, of course, when such a thing was not possible, when Caido was much like where he came from but for different reasons. Perhaps this wasn’t such a terrible change for him, though he gives no indication if he misses his old home or not.
He asks his next question with a casual voice but eager eyes. ”Probably things not all that different than what you have done in your other worlds, though indoors. We gather in communal places and tell stories. Often the hunters, back from the day, will embellish the monsters they have come across and nearly died at the hands of. Children invent games here, things to be played with balls and strings and basic supplies, and they are often clever enough games you’ll find the adults joining in. And then of course there’s the more naughty options.” She flashes him a wicked little grin. ’We are not without our underground and loose morals.”
She pauses for a moment, waiting to see if he had any comments on that before asking her next question. There are so many she wants to ask, it is hard to pick just one. ”And how do you like it here, in Halo?” She is curious what he thinks of the place, not entirely sure if he’d first ended up in the Grounds or here, but he was here now and this was her home. What did others think of it? Particularly ones that were supposedly going to be running it.
He speaks of a place called Northhaven, which sounds perhaps worse than Caido. For all it’s dangerous places, you could at least leave your surrounding town. Well, now you could, anyway. There had been a time, of course, when such a thing was not possible, when Caido was much like where he came from but for different reasons. Perhaps this wasn’t such a terrible change for him, though he gives no indication if he misses his old home or not.
He asks his next question with a casual voice but eager eyes. ”Probably things not all that different than what you have done in your other worlds, though indoors. We gather in communal places and tell stories. Often the hunters, back from the day, will embellish the monsters they have come across and nearly died at the hands of. Children invent games here, things to be played with balls and strings and basic supplies, and they are often clever enough games you’ll find the adults joining in. And then of course there’s the more naughty options.” She flashes him a wicked little grin. ’We are not without our underground and loose morals.”
She pauses for a moment, waiting to see if he had any comments on that before asking her next question. There are so many she wants to ask, it is hard to pick just one. ”And how do you like it here, in Halo?” She is curious what he thinks of the place, not entirely sure if he’d first ended up in the Grounds or here, but he was here now and this was her home. What did others think of it? Particularly ones that were supposedly going to be running it.
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-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
