It wasn’t even between one blink and the next. Like Declan said…poof. Aoba’s ears popped and he jumped with a yelp of surprise for the sudden transition, warned or not. He hadn’t even started to brace himself for the unexpected.
Poof.
Aoba jumped to the side, too, jostling Declan’s arm with his body—as much as a twig like him could jostle the solidness of a redwood, anyway. It wasn’t quite trying to hide in the shadow of his mighty benefactor, but it would be a lie to say it wasn’t jolting towards that which was more familiar than the rest, even if only just.
Another bit of brain- and tongue-fumbling for Aoba followed as he reassembled his thoughts with his observations.
“W…wait…wait. You mentioned….” Guardians. Front lines. “…Is a Guardian some kind of…soldier? Is…is there a war going on?”
If Aoba had ever entertained any notions of trying to blend in, or at least not let on that he was as ignorant and alien as he was here, that was all out the window now. There was just no hiding it, obvious as it was.
no subject
Poof.
Aoba jumped to the side, too, jostling Declan’s arm with his body—as much as a twig like him could jostle the solidness of a redwood, anyway. It wasn’t quite trying to hide in the shadow of his mighty benefactor, but it would be a lie to say it wasn’t jolting towards that which was more familiar than the rest, even if only just.
Another bit of brain- and tongue-fumbling for Aoba followed as he reassembled his thoughts with his observations.
“W…wait…wait. You mentioned….” Guardians. Front lines. “…Is a Guardian some kind of…soldier? Is…is there a war going on?”
If Aoba had ever entertained any notions of trying to blend in, or at least not let on that he was as ignorant and alien as he was here, that was all out the window now. There was just no hiding it, obvious as it was.