[ After 80-odd years of life, a marriage and an adoption and three deaths, and then getting whisked away into space by a clone of your worst enemy, you get used to strange occurrences like people asking to sketch you on the street. And besides, better to get taken advantage of for something benign like a drawing than something abundantly more seriously like blowing up the world.
Truly it's the little things! But since he can't move, all he can do is offer his reassurances through a small smile. ]
Oh, not at all. I traveled with a girl named March before this.
[ Should he be revealing his companions' names like this willy-nilly to strangers on the street? Probably not, but given March's predisposition to open her mouth and exclaim the first thought that pops into her head, it really only would have been a matter of time before she'd gone and gotten herself into trouble even without his help. ]
She has quite the active imagination and a childlike curiosity about many things. I daresay I learned more from her than she learned from me.
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Truly it's the little things! But since he can't move, all he can do is offer his reassurances through a small smile. ]
Oh, not at all. I traveled with a girl named March before this.
[ Should he be revealing his companions' names like this willy-nilly to strangers on the street? Probably not, but given March's predisposition to open her mouth and exclaim the first thought that pops into her head, it really only would have been a matter of time before she'd gone and gotten herself into trouble even without his help. ]
She has quite the active imagination and a childlike curiosity about many things. I daresay I learned more from her than she learned from me.
[ For...many reasons.... ]