—speculation arises. The accepted age of Terra, approximately 4.54 x 10^9 years, poses queries regarding its prehistoric biomes and ecological structures, does it not? Fascinating ponderings, indeed"
(His face rn:
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"hm? I guess so... You have a lovely name I must say. Any meaning behind it? You don't have to say anything at all actually! If you like, I mean—"
*He says as he continues to fidget his fingers, pulling them to crack his knuckles while fiddling at the same time.*
*He wasn't sure—
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Teach their own I guess — I ain’t one to judge .”
Ah… so that explained the place where they were located at … at least it wasn’t an insufferable app .
color blended in with the white visible. He then sees the female in front that was a few meters away, enough to create distance for air.*
"Hypothesizing on the planet's eventual entropic demise? Given the temporal existence of ~10^6 years for *Homo sapiens*,—
He directs his gaze downward, the stark white bandages wrapped meticulously around his eyes, utterly concealing them and precluding any possibility of discerning their color or depth; the fabric is taut, its texture offering no hint of what lies beneath, thereby fueling the +
et nervously, betraying a hint of discomposure.
"Hello—there, miss...." he stammers, the greeting laced with a touch of uncertainty and polite awkwardness.
"I'm sorry," he continues, his voice tinged with a hint of bewilderment, "I honestly don't know how I appeared here, so uhm.