[It's not aggressive, or even whiny. It's just a simple, firm correction.
Then he does a different thing with his face: a firm press that starts in one corner of his mouth and rolls into a pout as he considers sharing his feelings, and finally he folds his arms over his chest, so he's drifting gently loose in midair.]
And yeah, my face did a thing. It's called being disappointed. I'm not sure how much practice you've gotten with that back in St Petersburg, Romanov, but for the rest of the protaletariat it's a depressingly common feeling. And this was a big dog's barf on my bacon and eggs.
[He sighs, long and hard, and brushes his curls out of his face with one hand.]
...you know I came here from the U.S.S. In Space Nobody Can Hear You Scream, right? Not the Hephaestus. I got stuck on a shitty little emergency vehicle that got ejected by a functioning dead man's switch on a faulty captain, and I got sent off on a whirlwind adventure to the far corners of the galaxy. Alone.
[His drifting rolls him towards the window, and he cranes his neck to look at the bright red light.]
I lost contact with everyone in like, thirty seconds. I got stuck out there for three months.
The crunch just makes it tastier
[It's not aggressive, or even whiny. It's just a simple, firm correction.
Then he does a different thing with his face: a firm press that starts in one corner of his mouth and rolls into a pout as he considers sharing his feelings, and finally he folds his arms over his chest, so he's drifting gently loose in midair.]
And yeah, my face did a thing. It's called being disappointed. I'm not sure how much practice you've gotten with that back in St Petersburg, Romanov, but for the rest of the protaletariat it's a depressingly common feeling. And this was a big dog's barf on my bacon and eggs.
[He sighs, long and hard, and brushes his curls out of his face with one hand.]
...you know I came here from the U.S.S. In Space Nobody Can Hear You Scream, right? Not the Hephaestus. I got stuck on a shitty little emergency vehicle that got ejected by a functioning dead man's switch on a faulty captain, and I got sent off on a whirlwind adventure to the far corners of the galaxy. Alone.
[His drifting rolls him towards the window, and he cranes his neck to look at the bright red light.]
I lost contact with everyone in like, thirty seconds. I got stuck out there for three months.