[ It is a fair enough assumption; they're from well beyond 2076 in any case, and technology has surpassed what Angela knows. Yet the Moira and its residuals may hold answers beyond them both to restore some further function he'd possessed before, now, if given the chance to look into it. One couldn't say unless they tried.
The curtsy is a brief thing with a tap of the very toe of her boot to the ground and his bow gets another soft laugh out of her, inclining her head in returned acknowledgment. ]
Thankfully enough, no? It is always good to see a familiar face.
[ Angela had at least done her best to get others back on their feet, but she couldn't reasonably see to everyone. Nanotechnology is still a bit of a bane to many and she's hesitant to use it beyond emergencies, and some had denied or otherwise seemed adverse to it. Some she hadn't been able to heal back to full health and still remained bedridden or in need of careful application of weight on injured limbs and the like— whatever the case may have been.
There is a scarce hundred of them altogether and she is glad to have filtered through and found those she knew. Finally Shiro takes her thermal mug from her and indulges in a sip of coffee and she can practically see it work through him, the way his eyes close to savor it and the heat works its magic. More importantly, the caffeine softened by the cream. When he returns it, she takes a sip herself and the slow curl of her smile says enough for her enjoyment of it as well. ]
I suppose my feelings on the matter are a little complicated. I feel as though there's more here for me to do; others I can help before I return home. Knowing it has essentially paused and is waiting for me is... far more than I could have hoped for in setting my mind at ease.
[ To say that Angela's grown rather attached to those she's met here is an understatement— Ahab, Solid Snake, Frisk and little Ginko and even the senior Ginko, Lucio and 76 and others from her world she hasn't seen in too long— thought she may never see again. It certainly is complicated. ]
my embarrassment will never die.... all these fridges chillin around camp, and shiro among them
The curtsy is a brief thing with a tap of the very toe of her boot to the ground and his bow gets another soft laugh out of her, inclining her head in returned acknowledgment. ]
Thankfully enough, no? It is always good to see a familiar face.
[ Angela had at least done her best to get others back on their feet, but she couldn't reasonably see to everyone. Nanotechnology is still a bit of a bane to many and she's hesitant to use it beyond emergencies, and some had denied or otherwise seemed adverse to it. Some she hadn't been able to heal back to full health and still remained bedridden or in need of careful application of weight on injured limbs and the like— whatever the case may have been.
There is a scarce hundred of them altogether and she is glad to have filtered through and found those she knew. Finally Shiro takes her thermal mug from her and indulges in a sip of coffee and she can practically see it work through him, the way his eyes close to savor it and the heat works its magic. More importantly, the caffeine softened by the cream. When he returns it, she takes a sip herself and the slow curl of her smile says enough for her enjoyment of it as well. ]
I suppose my feelings on the matter are a little complicated. I feel as though there's more here for me to do; others I can help before I return home. Knowing it has essentially paused and is waiting for me is... far more than I could have hoped for in setting my mind at ease.
[ To say that Angela's grown rather attached to those she's met here is an understatement— Ahab, Solid Snake, Frisk and little Ginko and even the senior Ginko, Lucio and 76 and others from her world she hasn't seen in too long— thought she may never see again. It certainly is complicated. ]