The worst thing about always being on the move...
...aw, fuck, Neos thought to himself upon hearing that those words didn't really exist here, which was going to make explaining things a pain."...that's gonna make things a pain to explain," he muttered, resting his chin upon his woven-together hands, elbows resting on his legs just above his knees. "Especially since this world seems to lack something that would lean into the existence of more-urban areas, and that's the existence of 'technology'."
He then glances up towards the ceiling for a few moments, allowing his hands to rest on his knees, before finally saying, "This is probably gonna be the easiest, if not the best, way to explain this difference...wait."
He put the board that he had been drawing on on the table in front of himself, moving the drawing he was working on under a small stack of other papers before applying his pencil to it to begin drawing a rough image of what he saw as an urban city, with a scattering of buildings that were more than a few floors tall and seemed rectangular and buildings that looked far more sturdy and uniform than what he had seen in his time on Caido so far. "A few things about an urban area, as far as I know it, is an area of land that has a lot of people either working or living in it," he began, waving Ray over to watch what he was drawing. "Because of how strong such buildings tend to be in these areas, it wasn't uncommon to see buildings that were...five? six? stories tall, maybe even more at times. Haulani's coming closer and closer to becoming an urban area, but it ain't there yet..."
He then looked up towards her with a sympathetic smile, realizing this was going to be an info dump, before asking, "Any questions so far before I continue?"
...is that no one believes the tales that emerge later on.
NEOS
