It was hot. Hotter than Strahta could ever be. She wished she’d known beforehand that the stargate would bring her to a place like this, so she could’ve brought some water with her. But it was just a gamble, she supposed-- Every place was different.
Regardless, she was thankful for the peacefulness. Not every world had this calm to it, and though she was hopelessly lost, being able to wander without having enemies breathing down her neck was a wonderful thing. (Though, she wasn’t aware of the battle this world had once gone through. The humans’ fight to live on this surface.)
She wasn’t sure how long it was until she found another person, but it’d been a good amount of time. With a relieved sigh, she cupped her hands around her mouth in order for her voice to reach him.
“Excuse me--!” She called out, and when the figure spun around to face her--
Her face had never turned so red.
For some reason, it hadn’t registered that this man wasn’t wearing a shirt until he then, and she caught sight of his bare chest. It wasn’t the first time she’d seen one, no, but it was the first time she’d seen someone so... Daring to do it out in the open like this. Suddenly all questions about this world had been shoved out of her mind, replaced with concern for this man’s decency.
“W-W-Where’s your shirt?”
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