pc catchall for shess (nonbelligerent)

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week zero, very early sunday.

[foodbin]

[It's late when she wanders out of the house she's meant to stay in. Past midnight at the very least, but sleep has proved elusive so far. She's not certain how safe it is to be wandering around this unfamiliar place alone, but... She wonders if she'll find something during the night that wouldn't be present in the day.

That's not what (or who, rather) she finds, but when she comes across Shess in the flower gardens, she pauses nonetheless.]

You aren't tired?

[nonbelligerent]

[ah. well, hello.

shess just smiles.]

No. What about you?

[foodbin]

Eh, just a little bit. I'll live.

[She looks around the area before she glances back his way. Conversationally:]

What brought you out here? Other than not being tired, I mean.

[nonbelligerent]

It doesn't hurt to keep exploring, especially to see if anything's different at night.

[foodbin]

How's that been going for you? Because, hate to say it, I've found jackshit so far.

[nonbelligerent]

Unfortunately, it's the same way for me. Seems like it won't be that easy.

[foodbin]

I'm getting the feeling that nothing here is going to be easy.

[A shrug.]

Makes it kind of hard to sleep, right?

[nonbelligerent]

[he nods.]

Still, try to get some rest. You'll likely need it.

[foodbin]

[Teasingly:]

Okay, mom. I'll make sure to eat my vegetables, too.

[nonbelligerent]

[do you know how much older shess is than you, emma? because the answer is a lot.

but he just smiles.]

There's no lack of those around here, at least.

[foodbin]

Thank god. All our problems are solved.

[She's joking with him, not at him, at least.]

[nonbelligerent]

It could be worse.

[foodbin]

...Yeah. I guess it could.

[Something about that seems to make her reflective for a moment, but it fades almost as quickly, going back to teasing.]

Is that why you came to the garden specifically? In search of broccoli?

[nonbelligerent]

[at that, he looks amused.]

I just like flowers.

[he's assured enough in his masculinity to admit this??]

[foodbin]

...Yeah. Me too.

[The smile on her face is a touch warmer then the ones she might usually give, even if she's looking towards the plants as she gives it.]

I'm not going to look a gift garden in the mouth, at least, even if they didn't put this here for us.

[nonbelligerent]

I do have to wonder what the purpose of all these areas are for... Do we really need all those clothes, for example?

[foodbin]

Between that and the houses, I'd guess they're planning on us staying awhile, but... I have to wonder about the temple, too.

[nonbelligerent]

[ah, yes, the temple.]

Perhaps some sort of gods are involved in this.

[foodbin]

[A while ago she would have said that was impossible, right.]

Not... the weirdest thing that's ever happened, I guess. [But still pretty weird.] Do you have experience with that kind of thing?

[nonbelligerent]

Their presence is rather prominent where I'm from. However, it seems that's not necessarily the case in other worlds.

[foodbin]

Well... Are they the fire and brimstone kind of gods, or the endless mercy kind of gods?

[nonbelligerent]

That's a complicated question to answer.

[foodbin]

[She wasn't quite expecting a serious answer, but she tilts her head anyways.]

You don't have to give it a shot if you don't want to, you know.

[nonbelligerent]

[there's a lot of complicated nonhuman feelings on the topic.]

I think our worlds are very different. In that case, I'm not sure where I'd even begin.

[foodbin]

[A soft, surprised laugh.]

Yeah. I get the feeling my world is different from most everybody's.

[She doesn't elaborate on that, though, glancing towards him instead.]

Well, hopefully they aren't assholes, at least.