[ While Ardbert is not quite comfortable or trusting enough to doze off while M'ahina is gone, he does stay put. If he had more energy, he would have been wandering around himself and getting the lay of the land, mayhap even meeting a few people. It's always a good idea to know the names and faces of the people who you'll be spending time with, for better or worse.
But this entire situation has exhausted him. The shock of being in a physical body was one thing, but he also isn't used to the way one functions anymore. Feeling tired, feeling hungry, it's all bound to take some getting used to.
So he remains where he is, observing the few interactions he can from his spot — those walking past or engaging in brief conversations with each other. Everyday talk, if more desperate than mundane because of the situation they're all in. Ardbert has become very good at observing people, and he almost forgets for a moment that he's visible.
M'ahina's return serves as a reminder, and Ardbert perks up as soon as she appears, some brightness returning to his gaze. He laughs as the blanket falls on him, but then reaches out for the pillow to set it behind his lower back before taking the tray of food. The dish isn't something he recognizes, but he has no reason to be picky.
Though before he can take a testing bite, M'ahina hands over the device, the tomestone-yet-not. He blinks down at it, poking at the screen for a few seconds before he sets it aside. Later. ] I imagine we'll get used to it... much like with everything else in this place. Thank you.
[ And now, the big moment. He places the tray in his lap and steels himself, drawing in a breath and letting it out again as he gathers some of the food onto his spoon. This shouldn't be such an occasion, and yet he expects M'ahina will understand. He catches her gaze. ]
How is it? [ It might help to know what to expect. ]
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But this entire situation has exhausted him. The shock of being in a physical body was one thing, but he also isn't used to the way one functions anymore. Feeling tired, feeling hungry, it's all bound to take some getting used to.
So he remains where he is, observing the few interactions he can from his spot — those walking past or engaging in brief conversations with each other. Everyday talk, if more desperate than mundane because of the situation they're all in. Ardbert has become very good at observing people, and he almost forgets for a moment that he's visible.
M'ahina's return serves as a reminder, and Ardbert perks up as soon as she appears, some brightness returning to his gaze. He laughs as the blanket falls on him, but then reaches out for the pillow to set it behind his lower back before taking the tray of food. The dish isn't something he recognizes, but he has no reason to be picky.
Though before he can take a testing bite, M'ahina hands over the device, the tomestone-yet-not. He blinks down at it, poking at the screen for a few seconds before he sets it aside. Later. ] I imagine we'll get used to it... much like with everything else in this place. Thank you.
[ And now, the big moment. He places the tray in his lap and steels himself, drawing in a breath and letting it out again as he gathers some of the food onto his spoon. This shouldn't be such an occasion, and yet he expects M'ahina will understand. He catches her gaze. ]
How is it? [ It might help to know what to expect. ]