[someday, Tek will spend a century of his miserable life locked in darkness, followed by decades deep under the earth, living so far from open air and natural things that it will become difficult to remember what their presence is like at all.
he is not that creature yet, however. for now, he is still a being of long miles and expansive sky. reaching the surface is like returning home, and the settlement itself--the buildings and the walls and the people within them--carry a surprisingly powerful punch of nostalgia.
it makes him smile, despite the fact that he can still scarcely see. he's got one hand up to shade his face from the sun and only one eye squinted open. he takes his time anyway, giving Robin the satisfaction of looking around and really drinking in this new place that he must feel so proud of. he will let him have that.]
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he is not that creature yet, however. for now, he is still a being of long miles and expansive sky. reaching the surface is like returning home, and the settlement itself--the buildings and the walls and the people within them--carry a surprisingly powerful punch of nostalgia.
it makes him smile, despite the fact that he can still scarcely see. he's got one hand up to shade his face from the sun and only one eye squinted open. he takes his time anyway, giving Robin the satisfaction of looking around and really drinking in this new place that he must feel so proud of. he will let him have that.]
...It smells good.