[ nodd notices dion planetside, somewhere along a main street, between that bookstore and the club with the inviting music. he's changed clothing, an attempt to better fit in with the local atmosphere.
he gives a quick whistle to see if that attracts the man's attention. ]
Nothing too exciting. It's like most other cities, tourists like us bustling through to enjoy the sights and the locals carving out routine. The blood trade is the most interesting part--and the technology, but--are you an earth human?
[ side-eye inspecting dion. nodd will never remember to check profiles, he'll just ask. ]
You are kind, Sir Nodd. [ he shakes his head ] I suppose that I am simply tired. It is difficult to truly make sense of everything that's happened and... it frustrates me. To feel so lost.
[ kind is not a word nodd usually applies to himself. ]
I don't doubt it.
[ now tapping fingers on his knees. ]
I wish--I'm sorry. I don't have much solace for you. I can't offer you protection, I don't know what's coming next. This place seems determined to make us as impotent as fucking possible.
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