Good and bad. Ken's looking where Robbie's trying not to: at the shadows. Robbie's keeping them in the corner of his eyes as much as possible, just to make sure they're safe. There. Just to make sure they're there. Which they are, because someone else mentioned them. Great. Moving on.
He's also not the only one at a loss to explain where they are and what the where is. "Halls made out of meat..."
Shooting a glance in the direction Ken's come from, Robbie shook his head and tried not to think about what that would look like. "Definitely not going that way. And that way,"
He jerked his thumb towards where's he's been, which he didn't know what to call. Another Legionnaire shouldn't have been sent back through time and space with him, so Stamford seems like a mistake. "Post-apocalyptic city. I thought I was outside, but..."
Now that he paid attention, the sky looked like a roof again. Robbie shrugged as he looked up at it and returned to the conversation. "I haven't seen a dog. Is there a dog, besides Victor's?"
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He's also not the only one at a loss to explain where they are and what the where is. "Halls made out of meat..."
Shooting a glance in the direction Ken's come from, Robbie shook his head and tried not to think about what that would look like. "Definitely not going that way. And that way,"
He jerked his thumb towards where's he's been, which he didn't know what to call. Another Legionnaire shouldn't have been sent back through time and space with him, so Stamford seems like a mistake. "Post-apocalyptic city. I thought I was outside, but..."
Now that he paid attention, the sky looked like a roof again. Robbie shrugged as he looked up at it and returned to the conversation. "I haven't seen a dog. Is there a dog, besides Victor's?"