It was a weird question for a person to normally ask, but Mac didn’t ask a ‘why?’ and just answered it straight up, which Desire appreciated on one quiet level or another. He followed the Warlock when he moved and observed what he was shown. He had some passing familiarity with the various ‘races’ of the Guardians’ enemies, given the many long explanations Declan had done his best to give whenever showing Aoba around one locale or another, but he’d never questioned their exact biology before.
“Sounds like a challenge,” he said of the Vex, but quietly, intense rather than uncontrolled. Maybe having Reason pressing on him at the back of his thoughts wasn’t all bad. It kept him focused.
“So avoid the mechs, but the bugs and ogres are fair game,” Desire said to himself as well, shifting the sketches about with one hand, studying the distinct shapes and silhouettes.
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“Sounds like a challenge,” he said of the Vex, but quietly, intense rather than uncontrolled. Maybe having Reason pressing on him at the back of his thoughts wasn’t all bad. It kept him focused.
“So avoid the mechs, but the bugs and ogres are fair game,” Desire said to himself as well, shifting the sketches about with one hand, studying the distinct shapes and silhouettes.