[211 STARTLED, CAUTIOUSLY WALKS OVER TO THE AREA OF WHERE THE GLOW IS VISIBLE]
[211 HE SPOTS 147 SITTING DOWN, AND SLOWLY WALKS UP TO HER BEFORE SPEAKING]
…miss…
please… pardon me… but… are you perhaps… glowing?…
i’ve… never seen someone become… become the sky… may I… sit next to you?…
A head nodded. The figure sat on the low branch, arms resting on it in support. A mind transferred thoughts as dialogue.
<of course> <there is no reason not to do so>
Emotional energy was a bit mixed with more than one feeling. Shock? Obvious. Awe? Likely. Wariness? Possible.
<and it is not so much the sky that is seen> <as what it may have looked like long ago>
A mouth, which resided on a stomach, yawned. A hand gestured to the figure’s form.
<for all these things seen have one thing in common> <in that they ceased existence in the same way>
[0211 slowly walked over to her. Could the voice in my head really be this starbound figure? He begun pondering as climbed the branch and sat next to her]
0211: ... Are you... the one sending me these... thoughts?...
0211: ...Probably... so... may I ask...how did the sky change..from that to this.. was it the outside people?...
[He continued mumbling until he realized the yawn from the stomach mouth, and spoke]
0211: ... this feels rude of me too... say but... is that a mouth on your stomach...
0211: ... that looks... cool... I have antennas... that glow... but not as much as you appear too...
