[ One thing is certain: Aeryn doesn't quite know how she managed to get wrapped into this conversation. This kid — she presumes kid, anyway, he just seems so young — reminds her of Crichton in the worst way, speechifying and tangled up in references she doesn't get at all.
She was, in fact, staring at him weirdly before he started prattling on about maybe being The One (the One who what, that's what she wanted to know) before it dawned on her that he was probably just a) lonely, b) stressed out, or most likely c) all of the above, at which point she schooled her expression into something a little more casually curious and less 'what the frell is wrong with you'.
A sigh, and she shakes her head. ]
I haven't seen any movies from this planet, [ she says by way of explanation, ] old or otherwise.
[ Take from that what ye will, childe. Aeryn is just going to nudge that plate a little closer to him. ]
settling in;
She was, in fact, staring at him weirdly before he started prattling on about maybe being The One (the One who what, that's what she wanted to know) before it dawned on her that he was probably just a) lonely, b) stressed out, or most likely c) all of the above, at which point she schooled her expression into something a little more casually curious and less 'what the frell is wrong with you'.
A sigh, and she shakes her head. ]
I haven't seen any movies from this planet, [ she says by way of explanation, ] old or otherwise.
[ Take from that what ye will, childe. Aeryn is just going to nudge that plate a little closer to him. ]
You should maybe finish eating.