John does not laugh. He does get angry, but only a little, and only very quietly.
This man isn't an Edenite. They don't have the tech for that arm, for one thing; they don't have their references straight, for another. The Edenites are a lot of tragic and undeserving bluster, a couple nukes and a couple martyrs. They don't really know or care about the planet they accuse him of ruining. They hold up the Earth like she isn't the mother they poisoned and left to die. He rebirthed her in flame.
No, this is not one of his enemies. But he doesn't love the comedy of whatever gods set this up.
"That's an impressive resume," he says, mildly, and he dusts his hands as he turns away from the ravens. "It seems most of our neighbors here have never left the atmosphere."
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John does not laugh. He does get angry, but only a little, and only very quietly.
This man isn't an Edenite. They don't have the tech for that arm, for one thing; they don't have their references straight, for another. The Edenites are a lot of tragic and undeserving bluster, a couple nukes and a couple martyrs. They don't really know or care about the planet they accuse him of ruining. They hold up the Earth like she isn't the mother they poisoned and left to die. He rebirthed her in flame.
No, this is not one of his enemies. But he doesn't love the comedy of whatever gods set this up.
"That's an impressive resume," he says, mildly, and he dusts his hands as he turns away from the ravens. "It seems most of our neighbors here have never left the atmosphere."