video | orchestra three, dimmed evening hours

[jingyeets]

( Jingyi flops back to be sitting on a bed (large! well, double versus the twins of the cabins, so anyone who's in the doubles carriage is already used to this, lucky buds. He gives the ICP a look after sighing, holding up his hands in a stopping gesture. He keeps his voice lower since, well, this talks into cabins and some people are likely asleep, but: )

Okay, so, right. How do people sleep alone? It's so quiet! The big bed's nice, but I'm waking myself up here.

( He doesn't do pleading as his best look, but here, have a twenty-one year old making a Beseeching Expression to the people awake enough to have noticed the ICP up and talking. )

Anyone up for a four night sleepover or something? Elidibuses need not apply.

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[jingyeets]

( time to mark another lash of his tail over the comforter and the rest, which by now is starting to mess it all up more than his pointless flopping over and pretending he was capable of sleeping earlier that night. )

The train might have a way of checking more factors before letting us off again... and I don't know, they controlled that whole station, could they do that with a world? One that wasn't built by hand or whatever built that place.

( he wonders. he knows arrays could manage it, but the specifics of how they were manipulate on station were a whole other kind of environmental control that he doesn't think would work the same way in more open environments with more variables to handle. )

Uh... that person, the... Nana? Anan? Nonan?

[fivemilesdeep]

[It's something to consider, and for someone with zero technological familiarity beyond what he'd learned on the train, it's a lot. Still, he takes the time to think about it.]

I doubt it - I think, if they could, they probably would've approached us on another mission or at a nexus. It's easier to control a building than it is the land it's built on, right?

[You can't control the weather, or wildlife, or whatever else the gods or spirits might throw at you. He'd imagine it's much the same for a planet that was built versus a natural one.]

[He straightens up a bit as Jingyi lists names.]

Anan - that was it. What if we contacted her?

[jingyeets]

Dunno, illusion arrays can be tied to anything, set up anywhere, but from what I heard that was more of a Chaos problem, not a Ministry one.

( he can talk to the more magic-seeming side of it, since it's closer to what possibilities exist back on his world. )

Anan, right. Yeah, haven't we tried before? If not, you can talk to Tidus. He's got a radio that might work like that.

[fivemilesdeep]

[Wait, what?]

Was the station an illusion or was it all just fake?

[He wasn't there and can't judge, so might as well ask.]

I don't know if we've tried, but I'll talk to Tidus about it.

[He's quiet for a moment, thinking.]

He didn't...seem like himself, when everyone came back.

[And Ryo hadn't talked to him much since; he's gotten better at not pushing, though he's still learning where the boundaries are, which sometimes leaves him with no idea how someone is actually doing. Right now, that's where Tidus is in his mind, and he's worried.]