w e l p sort of kind of looking

[pickedcoward]

The answer's no.

To this, to me and to all of that, and to everything you've thought of doin' and everything you'd think of doin' if you thought to do the things you're thinking about doin' now. Past present and future, no.

There you have it. Happy to help.

Comments

[pickedcoward]

Am I English? That's really gonna be the first thing you ask? [ I'M SORRY JOHN. ]

I'm as far from English as it gets. I'm the anti-English.

[flatmatewatson]

[stubbornly] Now hang on, you sound like you're from up North. No need to get uptight about it.

[pickedcoward]

[ there's always someone. alas. ]

Lots of planets have a North! Can't say it enough, apparently. Might need to get it on a badge.

[flatmatewatson]

Well this planet only has the one...

[Wait, planets??]

Where are you from then if not England?

[pickedcoward]

Oh, little place, different galaxy. You wouldn't know it. [ Casual, casual. Who would know it, anymore. ]

[flatmatewatson]

...I don't doubt that. [Watson is now scrutinizing this man for signs of drug use.] Really far from Earth, I suppose?

[pickedcoward]

Farther than you could possibly imagine. [ And there's a softness to it there. Not long-lived at all, because there's much more worthwhile conversation to be found when one is a little standoffish, in his recent experiences. ] Some of the fun in travelin', though. Get a bit of distance. New things to keep busy with.

[flatmatewatson]

[Being a bit standoffish isn't really helping his claim of not being English.]

Oh, you travel to Earth often? Or just this general area? [He's doing a pretty good job of not sounding patronizing. Too bad he hasn't got his stethoscope on him, that double heartbeat would really surprise him]