Yeah. In each other. There's no more leaping; we don't have to stay so open. If you want to prove to someone that you're telling the truth, all you have to do is reach out and touch. It's like... gaining a new sense; the whole world is changed, and mostly for the better, but some beautiful things are lost, too.
[She looks down at feet, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.]
I don't know; I don't know if that makes sense. It matters to me, knowing that trust is still something I can give when I choose to.
[A beat; a troubled furrow comes to her brow.]
We used to have to pay so much more attention.
[The moment passes; OA takes a deep breath and raises her head again, nodding in the direction of a modest, dingy-looking, hole-in-the-wall restaurant, broadcasting augmented-reality advertisements, images of meals far too saturated to be true to life. Aside from the fact that a significant proportion of these dishes seem to include some kind of insect as their main protein, as is common in New Amsterdam, it's all fairly standard ramen-ya fare.]
I usually go here. It's quiet this time of day. Usually just people sitting by themselves; some days I need that. There are other places, though, if nothing looks good.
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Yeah. In each other. There's no more leaping; we don't have to stay so open. If you want to prove to someone that you're telling the truth, all you have to do is reach out and touch. It's like... gaining a new sense; the whole world is changed, and mostly for the better, but some beautiful things are lost, too.
[She looks down at feet, a wry smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.]
I don't know; I don't know if that makes sense. It matters to me, knowing that trust is still something I can give when I choose to.
[A beat; a troubled furrow comes to her brow.]
We used to have to pay so much more attention.
[The moment passes; OA takes a deep breath and raises her head again, nodding in the direction of a modest, dingy-looking, hole-in-the-wall restaurant, broadcasting augmented-reality advertisements, images of meals far too saturated to be true to life. Aside from the fact that a significant proportion of these dishes seem to include some kind of insect as their main protein, as is common in New Amsterdam, it's all fairly standard ramen-ya fare.]
I usually go here. It's quiet this time of day. Usually just people sitting by themselves; some days I need that. There are other places, though, if nothing looks good.