[It’s like a pause in a song that goes on for too long. He doesn’t quite know how to respond to that. It doesn’t fit the narrative that he’s known. His dream logic decides accepting it is the best method. He raises one eyebrow.] No.
If anyone is being trained, it’s us.
[As dreams are prone to doing they pass through a doorway into the ground floor of a hangar. All the lights are as blue as the large robotic lion resting at the center. Its eyes flare yellow and follow Gaelio as Shiro heads for the tunnel lined with purple lights.]
no subject
If anyone is being trained, it’s us.
[As dreams are prone to doing they pass through a doorway into the ground floor of a hangar. All the lights are as blue as the large robotic lion resting at the center. Its eyes flare yellow and follow Gaelio as Shiro heads for the tunnel lined with purple lights.]
At least, that’s what it feels like.