“Hammocks?” Aoba repeated, smile a little quirked at what sounded to him like a pretty whimsical idea. That didn’t mean it was bad, though, so he undid the bits securing himself to the seat and pushed himself out of it, this time with much better coordination than all his flailing about before. “Alright, lead the way.”
Ghost and Ren seemed to be bonding quite well, so Aoba simply wasn’t of a mind to disturb them. Maybe he and Ren could have better luck at addressing their own quarrel the night before, too. But later. After he saw whatever space hammocks looked like.
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Ghost and Ren seemed to be bonding quite well, so Aoba simply wasn’t of a mind to disturb them. Maybe he and Ren could have better luck at addressing their own quarrel the night before, too. But later. After he saw whatever space hammocks looked like.