[Onni listens to what Nikolai has to say about hope, about people who will fight to the bitter end out of commitment, and those who will fight only if they have hope to fight for. Onni isn't sure which of those types of people he is. Probably the former. That's probably why he'd gone out in search of the kade in the first place, being committed.
Onni's eyes follow Nikolai's to his hands and for the first time he notices the scars and discolouration there. Wonders about it, and what it might have to do with the statue that had resembled a messed up monstrous version of the man in front of him. He doesn't ask, though, not yet, doesn't feel like he knows Nikolai well enough to pry on that level. Not yet. He finds himself inclined to get to know Nikolai, though, which is unique in and of itself.]
I see. It sounds like you're a leader, back home where you come from.
[An observation stated without much emotion one way or another. Leaders are useful. Onni himself is not a leader, and he knows it, though he's not exactly a follower either. He's something else, a lone wolf, someone who keeps his own counsel and follows his own rules. He wonders what Nikolai would make of a person like that.
As they move through the city, Onni answers Nikolai's questions as best he can. Some of his answers are a guess, and he makes sure to make it clear to the other man when he is just guessing. The idea that the place doesn't run on money is counter to his expectations too, but maybe a little less surprising. There had been a lot of barter and exchange rather than use of money in his little village.
When they get to the store, Onni picks up one of the handy baskets near the entrance and puts it over his arm.]
What do you want to eat?
[Best to know that before wandering aimlessly, though Onni finds his steps directing him to the snack aisle before long. When Nikolai shows him the bag and asks if it's food, Onni's brow raises.]
I think so. If it's food, it'll have one of these on it...
[He picks up another of the bags and turns it, pointing to the nutrition information box on the back.]
That's something I learned recently.
[A pause, as he reads the description of the food in the bag, and then he puts one into the basket, picking up another to open it.]
Let's try it. If it's in this aisle, it's bound to taste good.
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Onni's eyes follow Nikolai's to his hands and for the first time he notices the scars and discolouration there. Wonders about it, and what it might have to do with the statue that had resembled a messed up monstrous version of the man in front of him. He doesn't ask, though, not yet, doesn't feel like he knows Nikolai well enough to pry on that level. Not yet. He finds himself inclined to get to know Nikolai, though, which is unique in and of itself.]
I see. It sounds like you're a leader, back home where you come from.
[An observation stated without much emotion one way or another. Leaders are useful. Onni himself is not a leader, and he knows it, though he's not exactly a follower either. He's something else, a lone wolf, someone who keeps his own counsel and follows his own rules. He wonders what Nikolai would make of a person like that.
As they move through the city, Onni answers Nikolai's questions as best he can. Some of his answers are a guess, and he makes sure to make it clear to the other man when he is just guessing. The idea that the place doesn't run on money is counter to his expectations too, but maybe a little less surprising. There had been a lot of barter and exchange rather than use of money in his little village.
When they get to the store, Onni picks up one of the handy baskets near the entrance and puts it over his arm.]
What do you want to eat?
[Best to know that before wandering aimlessly, though Onni finds his steps directing him to the snack aisle before long. When Nikolai shows him the bag and asks if it's food, Onni's brow raises.]
I think so. If it's food, it'll have one of these on it...
[He picks up another of the bags and turns it, pointing to the nutrition information box on the back.]
That's something I learned recently.
[A pause, as he reads the description of the food in the bag, and then he puts one into the basket, picking up another to open it.]
Let's try it. If it's in this aisle, it's bound to taste good.