Just like he forgot what it felt like to have Mabel covering his back and coming up with some kind of eleventh hour miracle, like a random hamster ball.
The tree is so huge that the crook where several branches meet is large enough for them to chill in, like it's a little vine-covered nest. As soon as they're safely up there, he digs through one of the many pouches in his belt and pulls out a protein bar, shoving it at her.
"Here. Refuel."
The wrapper has weird space writing and a happy purple blob alien with five eyes on it.
"It's snozzberry flavored. Apparently in the glorious robot future, you actually can taste the rainbow. They even have made up ice cream flavors that don't actually taste like anything else."
Yep, distract her with the cool future stuff. That's what he's doing while he leans out on a branch and gets the lay of the land, and tries to figure out what to say. There's a lot of ground to cover, and when it comes to the bad stuff that happened specifically to him, he's not even sure if he should tell her.
Okay, he is sure he should tell her. She'll be really mad if he doesn't tell her. But he doesn't have to tell her all of it right now, right?
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"You know, maybe I did just a little?"
Just like he forgot what it felt like to have Mabel covering his back and coming up with some kind of eleventh hour miracle, like a random hamster ball.
The tree is so huge that the crook where several branches meet is large enough for them to chill in, like it's a little vine-covered nest. As soon as they're safely up there, he digs through one of the many pouches in his belt and pulls out a protein bar, shoving it at her.
"Here. Refuel."
The wrapper has weird space writing and a happy purple blob alien with five eyes on it.
"It's snozzberry flavored. Apparently in the glorious robot future, you actually can taste the rainbow. They even have made up ice cream flavors that don't actually taste like anything else."
Yep, distract her with the cool future stuff. That's what he's doing while he leans out on a branch and gets the lay of the land, and tries to figure out what to say. There's a lot of ground to cover, and when it comes to the bad stuff that happened specifically to him, he's not even sure if he should tell her.
Okay, he is sure he should tell her. She'll be really mad if he doesn't tell her. But he doesn't have to tell her all of it right now, right?