Coziness is something that's been absent from Maine's life for years. There hasn't been space for it. Hasn't been time. If he wasn't on the front lines of a losing war, he was training for it. Sure, there were things he took comfort in — but his recruitment into Project Freelancer put an end to most of those.
Hard to encourage camaraderie in a cutthroat special project. Hard to justify anything but getting stronger when humanity so desperately needed to find the 'magic bullet' to end the war.
But this — the fire; the food; the stranger who doesn't appear afraid of him — is ... nice. Not cozy, but nice.
(It's a start.)
Maine takes a bite of the stew and hums his agreement, casting a glance at the door with an expression of distaste. Crawling out of that freezing fountain was awful. Finding that this place is snowy and shows no time of thawing anytime soon has arguably been worse.
"Seasons here?" he asks, looking back to Brigitte with curiosity. It might come across as an odd question, but for Maine, it's a valid concern. Some planets are nothing but ice and snow; he's hoping this isn't one of them.
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Hard to encourage camaraderie in a cutthroat special project. Hard to justify anything but getting stronger when humanity so desperately needed to find the 'magic bullet' to end the war.
But this — the fire; the food; the stranger who doesn't appear afraid of him — is ... nice. Not cozy, but nice.
(It's a start.)
Maine takes a bite of the stew and hums his agreement, casting a glance at the door with an expression of distaste. Crawling out of that freezing fountain was awful. Finding that this place is snowy and shows no time of thawing anytime soon has arguably been worse.
"Seasons here?" he asks, looking back to Brigitte with curiosity. It might come across as an odd question, but for Maine, it's a valid concern. Some planets are nothing but ice and snow; he's hoping this isn't one of them.