"Sakaar. The end of the universe, or at least the trash heap with the best view of it."
There's a small twitch of her fingers, as though longing for something in her hand that isn't there, that she doesn't possess anymore, and she settles for quietly picking her nails instead. The surprised expression? Missed entirely.
"People and things wind up there from all over. Used to think there was no escaping it, but--" Both eyebrows arch, her chin jutting in the direction of the village structures. "Shows what they know."
There's a pause before her eyes flicker back in his direction. "You?" Because she's a little curious about Tall & Broody over here, no shame in admitting that.
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There's a small twitch of her fingers, as though longing for something in her hand that isn't there, that she doesn't possess anymore, and she settles for quietly picking her nails instead. The surprised expression? Missed entirely.
"People and things wind up there from all over. Used to think there was no escaping it, but--" Both eyebrows arch, her chin jutting in the direction of the village structures. "Shows what they know."
There's a pause before her eyes flicker back in his direction. "You?" Because she's a little curious about Tall & Broody over here, no shame in admitting that.