When Aoba realized that the hand-scanner was a higher-tech equivalent of being given an extra set of keys he was almost dumbstruck. That was awfully trusting, wasn't it? Not that Aoba was a person who would abuse that trust, but it still surprised him. Nevermind that he was being given shelter in what was essentially a military barracks, and that misbehaving would have been incredibly stupid....
He was struck again by the Spartan quarters as he stepped inside and looked around. A private space, okay, set up like an apartment more than just what he imagined crew quarters would have. But Declan sure hadn't been kidding, huh? It didn't look lived in at all.
"Please excuse our intrusion," Aoba intoned politely, kneeling briefly and bracing his satchel. Ren hopped right out with a repeat of the same courteous words, himself, and trotted right off to map out the space.
"Thanks, Declan," Aoba added for them both as he stood and closed his satchel back up. Nothing in there now but junk food and energy drinks, stolen as emergency rations from the Deckers.
Well, no time like the present, and no real way to segue into it, so: "We'd really be in a bind without all your help. When I said... that I'd crashed? I mean... I came in through a portal that decided to dump me in that bathroom. One-way. And the side of the portal I started at... was somewhere in the past."
Time travel? Yep. Time travel. Earth was Earth, so it was cities and timelines that Aoba kept jumping, far as he could tell. And now Declan would call him crazy or something, right?
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He was struck again by the Spartan quarters as he stepped inside and looked around. A private space, okay, set up like an apartment more than just what he imagined crew quarters would have. But Declan sure hadn't been kidding, huh? It didn't look lived in at all.
"Please excuse our intrusion," Aoba intoned politely, kneeling briefly and bracing his satchel. Ren hopped right out with a repeat of the same courteous words, himself, and trotted right off to map out the space.
"Thanks, Declan," Aoba added for them both as he stood and closed his satchel back up. Nothing in there now but junk food and energy drinks, stolen as emergency rations from the Deckers.
Well, no time like the present, and no real way to segue into it, so: "We'd really be in a bind without all your help. When I said... that I'd crashed? I mean... I came in through a portal that decided to dump me in that bathroom. One-way. And the side of the portal I started at... was somewhere in the past."
Time travel? Yep. Time travel. Earth was Earth, so it was cities and timelines that Aoba kept jumping, far as he could tell. And now Declan would call him crazy or something, right?