She smiles back, happy to see such a bright smile on his face, if only for a moment. "You've given me a lot to think about when it comes to dreams, applying them in ways I hadn't considered... somehow I don't think microscopic organisms are nearly as universal, although I'd be surprised to meet someone who didn't have bacteria on them somewhere."
Considering that she was a bridesmaid for her friend, they must have been fairly close. But as a shy, insecure newcomer to the Nexus, there might have been a natural imbalance to that friendship. She'd likely say the same thing about Isidor, if given a chance. "My mom used to say that it takes all kinds," she comments, in thoughtful agreement with his words. "We all have value, as people."
There's a slight pause before she replies. She can tell that something is eating away at him, but she doesn't want to pry. If it's more guilt at not being there to help, she could only tell him again how glad she was that he wasn't there. Rather than resent his innocence from war and violent destruction, she wants to preserve it. He didn't have the childhood that she had, so let him have the adulthood that she cannot. It's a fair trade, in her mind. "I only met him once," she replies, moving along, "But from the way he described his ship, I'd love a tour." She shrugs a little at the question. "No... I mean, it's... it's a little like reading a science fiction novel, you know? I can see the advanced technology, but I can't reverse engineer it." She sighs and runs a hand through her hair. "And honestly, if there was something I could use, I'd jump at the chance. Our fleet needs all the help it can get."
Adia listens to his explanation with growing unease as it dawns on her that her question might be considered inappropriate in certain social circles. She blushes, embarrassed that her scientific curiosity got the best of her. "Sorry, I... I was, um, just thinking about genes again... your attitude is much better."
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Date: 2017-04-29 09:51 pm (UTC)Considering that she was a bridesmaid for her friend, they must have been fairly close. But as a shy, insecure newcomer to the Nexus, there might have been a natural imbalance to that friendship. She'd likely say the same thing about Isidor, if given a chance. "My mom used to say that it takes all kinds," she comments, in thoughtful agreement with his words. "We all have value, as people."
There's a slight pause before she replies. She can tell that something is eating away at him, but she doesn't want to pry. If it's more guilt at not being there to help, she could only tell him again how glad she was that he wasn't there. Rather than resent his innocence from war and violent destruction, she wants to preserve it. He didn't have the childhood that she had, so let him have the adulthood that she cannot. It's a fair trade, in her mind. "I only met him once," she replies, moving along, "But from the way he described his ship, I'd love a tour." She shrugs a little at the question. "No... I mean, it's... it's a little like reading a science fiction novel, you know? I can see the advanced technology, but I can't reverse engineer it." She sighs and runs a hand through her hair. "And honestly, if there was something I could use, I'd jump at the chance. Our fleet needs all the help it can get."
Adia listens to his explanation with growing unease as it dawns on her that her question might be considered inappropriate in certain social circles. She blushes, embarrassed that her scientific curiosity got the best of her. "Sorry, I... I was, um, just thinking about genes again... your attitude is much better."