[Yes, it is a lot to get used to. Too much, the world feeling like it's spinning backwards on its axis, both of their realities turned upside-down ever since they found themselves caked in the mud of a junkyard.
Markus frowns, eyes casting out at a distance, where there's a colorful display of street art and graffiti lining the walls of the terminal enclosure. The android motions at the other to follow him in that direction.]
Though I don't like pretending to be something I'm not. [Even though it's necessary, even though it benefits their survival to be human... there's something about hiding that irks him. He cannot quite put a finger on why.]
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[Yes, it is a lot to get used to. Too much, the world feeling like it's spinning backwards on its axis, both of their realities turned upside-down ever since they found themselves caked in the mud of a junkyard.
Markus frowns, eyes casting out at a distance, where there's a colorful display of street art and graffiti lining the walls of the terminal enclosure. The android motions at the other to follow him in that direction.]
Though I don't like pretending to be something I'm not. [Even though it's necessary, even though it benefits their survival to be human... there's something about hiding that irks him. He cannot quite put a finger on why.]