[ brushing his hair back down to mostly cover the piece of metal drilled into his spine, andyr lifts his eyes against to the old soldier, watching as he moves through a set of reactions andyr's wondering at the root of.
so many here come from places that aren't touched by the level of horror his world has come to take as commonplace, and andyr'd only met one or two who could really understand the reality of a set of people being bought and sold, cracked open and internally rearranged as simple as someone might lift the hood on a sports car. slide a scalpel down a chest, and pry ribs open to get to the engine.
it's no secret to anyone where andyr comes from what happens to him day in and day out, or exactly how the ports in his back got there, all it really takes is looking at the discoloration in his eyes to know what he is, and what category of society that slots him into. if it can really be called that at all. so, while it's awkward (isolating, exposing) to tell people here on the ship, who come from worlds so much more reasonable than his own, it isn't anything new. not that part of it, at least. ]
Wouldn't offer it if I didn't want to make it. [ but that's his side of it. the eye may be much more sensitive of a topic, and he's hardly going to force the man to tell him. ] Up to you.
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so many here come from places that aren't touched by the level of horror his world has come to take as commonplace, and andyr'd only met one or two who could really understand the reality of a set of people being bought and sold, cracked open and internally rearranged as simple as someone might lift the hood on a sports car. slide a scalpel down a chest, and pry ribs open to get to the engine.
it's no secret to anyone where andyr comes from what happens to him day in and day out, or exactly how the ports in his back got there, all it really takes is looking at the discoloration in his eyes to know what he is, and what category of society that slots him into. if it can really be called that at all. so, while it's awkward (isolating, exposing) to tell people here on the ship, who come from worlds so much more reasonable than his own, it isn't anything new. not that part of it, at least. ]
Wouldn't offer it if I didn't want to make it. [ but that's his side of it. the eye may be much more sensitive of a topic, and he's hardly going to force the man to tell him. ] Up to you.