[He expects a follow-up question. Is ready to answer and appeal to it, his LED blinking fiercely as he rationalizes every one of them away, or utilizes words in just the right manner to avoid talking about the errors he’s piled up in his programming. The wrongness that he knows exists in him, crafted by time and experience during his stay in the Circle.
But Lucina’s question is surprising, and he blinks, peering at her again. And then at their surroundings, sequestered at all sides by tall trees blocking out the majority of the sun.]
We’ve wandered further than I’ve ever thought to explore.
[A moment while he turns, so quickly and completely that he might as well be spinning on his heel.]
We came from this direction, and I’d suggest that we try to follow our route back unless we want to get lost.
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But Lucina’s question is surprising, and he blinks, peering at her again. And then at their surroundings, sequestered at all sides by tall trees blocking out the majority of the sun.]
We’ve wandered further than I’ve ever thought to explore.
[A moment while he turns, so quickly and completely that he might as well be spinning on his heel.]
We came from this direction, and I’d suggest that we try to follow our route back unless we want to get lost.
[THEY ARE LOST ALREADY PROBABLY]