[ He lets out a breath, not really sure of the future - but then, when has he ever with the train? But he does nod, small as it is. ]
We'll need some agreement with whoever we find. Tethered to the train means we need some way of getting tethered off. [ It was as good as being chained to it, as he understood it.
But there's a beat, a moment where he remembers- ] I think someone said... there's a chance we might be in the same place. In that link between? Or- something. I don't really get this stuff- [ he admits with his head shaking. ] --but our times, when we wake up and that, they should all be different. But we all follow the same time.
I could be wrong. [ Saying it out loud, it doesn't make much sense. ] Senku's the one who knows more. But... we should all find a way, to live the way we want to. You too - even if you were ready to die, why not take a chance when it's there? You with a voidcraft -- doesn't sound so bad, huh?
That's what I'm hopin'. Bein' that there's a planet that specializes in void treaties, an' there's a train specializin' in just savin' people, maybe appealin' to one of them an' really pointin' out the fact we'd die without either the train's help or their help will convince 'em to lend us a hand.
[Buying every second they could and every bit of help.]
[He considers mentioning part of what his plan is. Problem is he doesn't know if it's doable. He still has to talk to Hera, too. But he's not wrong. Being able to just keep going is the life he wanted. Roving where he wanted was his idea of home.]
I ain't plannin' on givin' up. Don't worry on that bit. Too stubborn to. I'm just sayin' I'm real aware of the differ'nce in havin' had a whole life to live an' someone else still needin' to go through the rest of it.
Well... lately, I think we've had a little more hope 'bout having a chance of getting somewhere with what's going on.
[ At least in having some outside contact, though not everyone is sure of Anan. He won't speak her name on the train though, or not here; knows that at least others are aware of her. But Yondu's got his own hope going too, and it's one Tidus can respect.
He hopes it works. He hopes something works that gives them a win from this situation. ]
You know? If people had a choice, and it didn't feel we were being used and being thrown a new car now and then to keep us distracted, I wouldn't mind this, being here. It'd be fun, getting to help people. And- [ he scoffs a laugh ] if we got off the train once in a while more.
I sure as shit reckon we could use some more stops. Damn thing keeps us cooped up too damn much. An' when we get off it's all stress. On the ship I had back home, the Eclector, I mean it was enclosed but it didn't feel so much 'cause-
[He gestures around at the car.]
This is all tiny cars' worth o' space. [He taps his fin.] The way my arrow works, is this kinda reads the area around me. I still gotta target myself, but I map out everythin' in a space. Even if someone was in a closed off area, I'd kinda get the shape of 'em. [Which is how he hits people inside of ships or in other rooms that he can't see. His eyes certainly help him, but the fin is crucial. And after the adventures in the caverns he's gotten much better about picking up details with it out of necessity.]
On the train? I just kinda feel the one car I'm in an' that feels real small whenever I turn it on. [He makes a disgruntled noise, unhappy at the oddly claustrophic feeling.] I don't use it all the time but it's still irritatin'.
[He doesn't comment on them having more hope of having a choice because he doesn't know what that choice would be. He just knows that he wants new places, he doesn't want to be owned, he wants better than what he had.]
[ He tilts his head, listening. He gets the idea, but it's odd too - nothing he would figure a person would want to use inside the train in the first place, which leads Tidus to ask: ]
Why would you use it on the train? Is it...better to look at stuff than your eyes?
[ Which is peculiar, the guy seems to be alright even with his fin...off, on? Actually, he wouldn't even know if he did have it on, would he? (???) ]
[He kind of quietly makes a face, setting his jaw like he doesn't want to admit something.]
I get bored an' just do shit with my arrow sometimes. Make it float around an' stuff. Or I use it to hold things up. Used it as an improvised tool a couple of times.
[And he likes to show off a little with it when he can, when people seem interested.]
So it's not so much me not lookin' with my eyes, it's that I just turn it on and-
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We'll need some agreement with whoever we find. Tethered to the train means we need some way of getting tethered off. [ It was as good as being chained to it, as he understood it.
But there's a beat, a moment where he remembers- ] I think someone said... there's a chance we might be in the same place. In that link between? Or- something. I don't really get this stuff- [ he admits with his head shaking. ] --but our times, when we wake up and that, they should all be different. But we all follow the same time.
I could be wrong. [ Saying it out loud, it doesn't make much sense. ] Senku's the one who knows more. But... we should all find a way, to live the way we want to. You too - even if you were ready to die, why not take a chance when it's there? You with a voidcraft -- doesn't sound so bad, huh?
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[Buying every second they could and every bit of help.]
[He considers mentioning part of what his plan is. Problem is he doesn't know if it's doable. He still has to talk to Hera, too. But he's not wrong. Being able to just keep going is the life he wanted. Roving where he wanted was his idea of home.]
I ain't plannin' on givin' up. Don't worry on that bit. Too stubborn to. I'm just sayin' I'm real aware of the differ'nce in havin' had a whole life to live an' someone else still needin' to go through the rest of it.
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[ At least in having some outside contact, though not everyone is sure of Anan. He won't speak her name on the train though, or not here; knows that at least others are aware of her. But Yondu's got his own hope going too, and it's one Tidus can respect.
He hopes it works. He hopes something works that gives them a win from this situation. ]
You know? If people had a choice, and it didn't feel we were being used and being thrown a new car now and then to keep us distracted, I wouldn't mind this, being here. It'd be fun, getting to help people. And- [ he scoffs a laugh ] if we got off the train once in a while more.
[ A beat. ]
Actually- a lot more.
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[He gestures around at the car.]
This is all tiny cars' worth o' space. [He taps his fin.] The way my arrow works, is this kinda reads the area around me. I still gotta target myself, but I map out everythin' in a space. Even if someone was in a closed off area, I'd kinda get the shape of 'em. [Which is how he hits people inside of ships or in other rooms that he can't see. His eyes certainly help him, but the fin is crucial. And after the adventures in the caverns he's gotten much better about picking up details with it out of necessity.]
On the train? I just kinda feel the one car I'm in an' that feels real small whenever I turn it on. [He makes a disgruntled noise, unhappy at the oddly claustrophic feeling.] I don't use it all the time but it's still irritatin'.
[He doesn't comment on them having more hope of having a choice because he doesn't know what that choice would be. He just knows that he wants new places, he doesn't want to be owned, he wants better than what he had.]
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Why would you use it on the train? Is it...better to look at stuff than your eyes?
[ Which is peculiar, the guy seems to be alright even with his fin...off, on? Actually, he wouldn't even know if he did have it on, would he? (???) ]
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I get bored an' just do shit with my arrow sometimes. Make it float around an' stuff. Or I use it to hold things up. Used it as an improvised tool a couple of times.
[And he likes to show off a little with it when he can, when people seem interested.]
So it's not so much me not lookin' with my eyes, it's that I just turn it on and-
[He shrugs.]