To be completely honest, Aoba had no idea why Declan was trying to shelter him like that. He remembered Cayde’s robotic-but-animated face from it peering around Declan’s shoulder on a vid-call or two and was not averse to meeting the Exo in person—enough so that Aoba gave Declan a playful poke in the back as if to say ‘what gives?’, and took the time on his own to present himself properly and indulge some of that curiosity. Aoba had a fair share of his own, after all, so it was an even trade.
Tell you one thing, though…Aoba was leaving transmat teleportation well on the list of things he’d never get used to. It was too eerily instantaneous.
Not that he had long to dwell on it. The ship went up…and up. He didn’t even register the absurdity of a comment like ‘it’s just Russia’.
He was too busy being as plastered to a window as he could get, hastily rousing Ren from sleep mode in his satchel in order to share the moment with his Allmate. Aoba may have never flown before, but they were still inside the atmosphere so it’s didn’t unsettle him. For all he knew (though at the same time he doubted it) an ordinary airplane had a similar view.
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Tell you one thing, though…Aoba was leaving transmat teleportation well on the list of things he’d never get used to. It was too eerily instantaneous.
Not that he had long to dwell on it. The ship went up…and up. He didn’t even register the absurdity of a comment like ‘it’s just Russia’.
He was too busy being as plastered to a window as he could get, hastily rousing Ren from sleep mode in his satchel in order to share the moment with his Allmate. Aoba may have never flown before, but they were still inside the atmosphere so it’s didn’t unsettle him. For all he knew (though at the same time he doubted it) an ordinary airplane had a similar view.
“This is incredible…!”