I'm afraid you do, you have connections and can get things. [viktor informs him like a faux condolence. a ward, that might work, though he says,] If you mean with blood let us collect that ahead of time in a less eh... less messy manner.
[or find another way, he'll keep that in mind. incense? he's not sure that would be enough. maybe he'll ask some hunters about it.]
No stars? [that seems a shame, though he admits the space rock collision sounds kind of cool. he wonders for a moment if it's easy to get along with pal because of oddly similar experiences, kids stuck somewhere a little dark with not a lot of room or ability to move freely. too many ideas and only so much power to make them happen.]
Sometimes I'm torn between how much I would like to see of your world and how much I'd like to show you what it couldn't. [that just sort of comes out, more an idle thought that slips out loud, bordering on sentimental without him quite realizing.]
no subject
[or find another way, he'll keep that in mind. incense? he's not sure that would be enough. maybe he'll ask some hunters about it.]
No stars? [that seems a shame, though he admits the space rock collision sounds kind of cool. he wonders for a moment if it's easy to get along with pal because of oddly similar experiences, kids stuck somewhere a little dark with not a lot of room or ability to move freely. too many ideas and only so much power to make them happen.]
Sometimes I'm torn between how much I would like to see of your world and how much I'd like to show you what it couldn't. [that just sort of comes out, more an idle thought that slips out loud, bordering on sentimental without him quite realizing.]