It sounded a bit like being in the hammocks had been, Aoba thought. Looking out that great braced window and feeling like space was everywhere. Except Declan was removing the window…and thankfully had an entire moon at his back.
“It kind of sounds to me like it’s…maybe like meditation for you,” he hazarded after some thought. “A way for you to just get way from everything, pretty literally.”
He offered a smile then, tapping his headphones. Conveniently, they still fit around his neck even with all the Hunter gear on, tucked neatly inside the hood. They were such a permanent part of him that he had yet to leave them behind even on these excursions.
“My music is like that for me, sometimes. When I put on my headphones and turn them up, the rest of the world just goes away. Doesn’t mean I want it to go away for good, but sometimes you just need that feeling for a while.”
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“It kind of sounds to me like it’s…maybe like meditation for you,” he hazarded after some thought. “A way for you to just get way from everything, pretty literally.”
He offered a smile then, tapping his headphones. Conveniently, they still fit around his neck even with all the Hunter gear on, tucked neatly inside the hood. They were such a permanent part of him that he had yet to leave them behind even on these excursions.
“My music is like that for me, sometimes. When I put on my headphones and turn them up, the rest of the world just goes away. Doesn’t mean I want it to go away for good, but sometimes you just need that feeling for a while.”