It all takes a few moments for North. Processing who's talking to him, the fact that he looks so much different and oh-so-worn, the fact that he seems to believe that he's in a dream.
Theta watches from inside his head, just a quiet observer, but he notices it, too—Wash is here, and he had changed.
North feels his brow furrow just a little. He tilts his head, then swaps seats to be next to Wash instead of across the way and catty-corner away from him—luckily that spot is empty. This situation would appear to require some close-up concentrated conversation.
"I'm probably here for the same reason you are, Wash," he says. "And I...don't really think that this is a dream."
He pauses, setting his elbows on his knees and leaning forward a little.
"I have my theories about why we're here," he adds. "Considering everything I'd learned about the Project before leaving it..." He sighs and shakes his head a little. "I hope this isn't too hard for you to hear. But I believe we've been sold out."
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Theta watches from inside his head, just a quiet observer, but he notices it, too—Wash is here, and he had changed.
North feels his brow furrow just a little. He tilts his head, then swaps seats to be next to Wash instead of across the way and catty-corner away from him—luckily that spot is empty. This situation would appear to require some close-up concentrated conversation.
"I'm probably here for the same reason you are, Wash," he says. "And I...don't really think that this is a dream."
He pauses, setting his elbows on his knees and leaning forward a little.
"I have my theories about why we're here," he adds. "Considering everything I'd learned about the Project before leaving it..." He sighs and shakes his head a little. "I hope this isn't too hard for you to hear. But I believe we've been sold out."