[his feelings about his home planet are — well, they're complicated, to say the least, and on any given day, he's caught somewhere smack between nostalgic fondness and like he isn't part of it at all. right now, he leans more toward the former as his face twists into about half a scowl.
but he doesn't actually (for once, maybe) rise to the bait of rocket's jibe. call it personal growth.
or call it that he's intrigued, to the point that he actually sets the zune down in his lap and looks up, squints. that he actually, seriously thinks about it for a minute. it'd be great, it'd be really great, and if anyone could figure it out, it'd be rocket, who's the actual bona fide expert here and can do all kinds of crazy shit with very little. and he doesn't doubt that, and he's not saying he's doubting this, but:]
With that? That thing looks, like, at least a hundred years old or somethin'. [.... he's also kinda saying he's doubting it. kinda. more than kinda.] No idea what you're actually gonna get out of it.
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but he doesn't actually (for once, maybe) rise to the bait of rocket's jibe. call it personal growth.
or call it that he's intrigued, to the point that he actually sets the zune down in his lap and looks up, squints. that he actually, seriously thinks about it for a minute. it'd be great, it'd be really great, and if anyone could figure it out, it'd be rocket, who's the actual bona fide expert here and can do all kinds of crazy shit with very little. and he doesn't doubt that, and he's not saying he's doubting this, but:]
With that? That thing looks, like, at least a hundred years old or somethin'. [.... he's also kinda saying he's doubting it. kinda. more than kinda.] No idea what you're actually gonna get out of it.