The sands? Is your world all blown up or ruined or something? [ like an apocalyptic place? That must suck. As much as andyr might like to go live in the mountains by himself and be a crazy hermit for the rest of forever, he’d also like to have the choice between than and society.

He glances up from his book, considering her for a second, before shrugging. ] Back home, I’m a prisoner. They don’t like giving nice things to prisoners.

[ hence the bitching and fit throwing, making it more of a pain to not give him something than try to do damage control. As for the aliens, he grins a bit. Maybe he’s 24, but aliens are still cool as fuck. ]

Yeah, seems like they would be. I mean, aliens, you know? Guessing you don’t come from a place where that’s normal either.