The worst thing about always being on the move...
"...yes, yes, we did get off topic," Neos said with a small chuckle at being reminded of the whole reason he went onto the massive tangent he did. "And by the way, I left when there were 6 billion about 25 years ago. Imagine how packed things may have gotten since I left. Places of nature and more rural areas are likely decreasing at a rapid rate because of it and also causing many, many other problems."He shifted his gaze away for a moment before returning it back toward Ray. "Best to drop that for now before I go into another Bune---er..." Neos stopped himself to bring a finger to his mouth in thought. "...damn, I don't know what the counterpart animal for here would be for that phrase."
Shaking his head, he lightly clapped at his cheeks once with open palms as he shut his eyes tight for a moment. "Right, lanterns, focus," he scolded at himself before glancing towards the one lantern between them that even had any real progress made, Ray's. "Since you got a pretty good start with yours, let's finish that up first before we start on the monster that mine will probably be. Sound good?"
...is that no one believes the tales that emerge later on.
NEOS
