When the question left the blondes mouth, Gohan couldn’t help the confusion and slight horror that spread across his face. It did certainly confirm that this child wasn’t from around here, but oh man- this was still unexpected to hear.
“Ah, I thin’ It’d take a real long time t’ tell ya everythin’,” the hybrid stated while walking around, wondering what an earth was apparently SUPPOSED to look like. He imagined it to be quite a lovely place. A lot less red and gross.
“Huh, maybe ya coul’ show m’ wha’ yer place is like some day…” he muttered, giving the boy one more glance over. Despite bleeding he didn’t really seem to care all that much. Strange and rude, but then again some people just weren’t the kindest. Maybe he could try and befriend the other. Possibly.
Nonetheless, the taller of the two hybrids grabbed the others hand and began the trek to Capsule Corporation.
Oh right! An important thought zipped into his mind while they walked, and he spoke. “I can say yer prolly fastah then m’, jus’ by lookin’ at ya…but Blue doesn’ like havin’ strangahs in ‘er house. I mean I know ‘er, but if yer gunna wanna talk to ‘er one on one yer gunna need me t’ be there.” Clicking his tongue, Gohan takes a second to finish his train of thought.
“Unless ya can get us theah fastah, we can start runnin’ if ya wan us to.”
The boy looked rather spooked and Gohan couldn’t quite blame
him. He wasn’t exactly sure how to handle being thrown into another
universe either. Small bark of laughter left him when they had the
nerve to propose seeing Gohan’s place sometime. They’d only just
met and the boy was already speaking to him almost amicably, even
throwing out such an absurd idea.
“Yeah, because I have even the slightest clue how to get
back, much less take people on tours of it.”
He quipped, instantly jolting and going rigid when the stranger
grabbed his hand and pulled Gohan along with him. Kami, he was
tactile. More so than the teen was comfortable with, but then again,
how long had it been since someone laid a hand on him outside of
battle? Gaze darted pointedly between the hand holding his and the
boy’s face, considering pulling away until the other spoke again.
GREAT. In other words, if Gohan hoped to figure this place out, he
was stuck being civil to this boy.
Agitation flashed across his face, teeth grinding together. Adrenaline
had long since worn off, leaving him painfully aware of how exhausted
his muscles were, or the stabbing pain pulsating through his likely
BROKEN hand. He just wanted to find somewhere safe to nurse his
wounds and being stuck in an unfamiliar place felt like being forced
with his back against the wall.
“I could FLY us there in a fraction of the time it would take
us to walk or run.”
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