North was dealing with a kid raised on the best of video game violence and fictional depictions of superheroes and action stars. His own life has just turned into a ridiculous science fiction movie. If he was going to fully embrace his new status as a puny little human stranded on a space station full of remorseless cutthroat aliens, he was going to need plenty of brutal honesty here.
"Counter-insurgency special agents? Cool, dude. You're a lot more chill than I'd expect someone in that line to be, I guess." He shrugged, as if all of a sudden all of this was no big deal at all. Sure, there were a lot of things to deal with. He'd deal with them later.
Meanwhile, he gave a little grin at the little AI that just fell into his hands. How does that even happen? Gravity shouldn't affect a holographic projection. Marco wasn't going to ask any questions about that. "Lean heelside. Don't let the board get away from you." Never mind that the only skating Marco had done was on video games. But it seemed like a reasonable thing to say! He made another ramp with his other hand so Theta could try again.
because bojanked isn't even a word
"Counter-insurgency special agents? Cool, dude. You're a lot more chill than I'd expect someone in that line to be, I guess." He shrugged, as if all of a sudden all of this was no big deal at all. Sure, there were a lot of things to deal with. He'd deal with them later.
Meanwhile, he gave a little grin at the little AI that just fell into his hands. How does that even happen? Gravity shouldn't affect a holographic projection. Marco wasn't going to ask any questions about that. "Lean heelside. Don't let the board get away from you." Never mind that the only skating Marco had done was on video games. But it seemed like a reasonable thing to say! He made another ramp with his other hand so Theta could try again.