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[spaceguy]

[ A flat stare.

He slides his pack off his back, touches the spot where he used duct tape to patch a hole, and glances up again.

Whatever he sees doesn't satisfy him.

No duct tape? Really? He's going into a survival situation without duct tape? He certainly has everything else.

He gives a resigned sigh, and hauls the pack back up again. ]

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[here_take_this]

[She watches him a moment her hand around her locket. When he pulls the pack back on she gives a small wave]

[spaceguy]

[His eyes flick to her. Expectant, but without any real reaction. Not surprised to find someone else stepping into the shared space here. He understands the rules of reality are often bent.]

[here_take_this]

Sorry didn't mean to interrupt.

[spaceguy]

[A little shake of his head; it's not any trouble, not any real interruption.

He lets the pack slide back down to the ground, steps up, holds out a hand for a handshake. As though he were introducing himself.]

[here_take_this]

[She smiles holding out her hand] I'm Sherry

[spaceguy]

[A nod; a somewhat distracted smile. As though he's being polite and letting her know that it's nice to meet her.]

[here_take_this]

[She is confused a moment] You can't speak?

[spaceguy]

[A nod. A pause; a rueful look; a shake of his head. How can he respond? No, he can't speak. Yes, she's right that he can't speak. It's a bit absurd, isn't it?

He crouches down to her level, and his eyes are intelligent and focused on her. He doesn't recognize her, but there's a bit of resemblance to -- well, there is. Something around the nose. It makes the bottom of his heart ache.]

[here_take_this]

It's okay. [Smiles a little.] Something wrong?