Room 330, Saturday Evening

[genesishero]

It was probably for the best that Evan hadn't actually changed this weekend. As great as he remembered his childhood being, he really didn't have much in the way of coping skills as a little boy. And why would he? He'd never known the real world. It would be cruel leaving him to his own devices, with that in mind.

Not that he knew that people were changing, this weekend. Not when he had a stack of books to read, and a dog dozing at his feet who was more than happy to just keep his toes warm. Reading and keeping warm from the November chill seemed like the perfect way to spend a Saturday, if you asked Evan. Especially a Saturday spent steadfastly ignoring the upcoming holiday. Holidays. The whole season-to-be.

Books were great for that.

[OOC: The door is cracked a wee bit, and the post is open! Hi!]

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[genesishero]

"Well... haven't you ever missed somebody?"

Evan missed people all the time. That was exacerbated somewhat by the fact that the people he missed most weren't even real.

[pulseof_life]

She looked slightly bewildered.

"Who would I miss?" Yeul asked. "Caius always comes and there is no one else."

That probably said terrible things about all her home-lives.

[genesishero]

Evan hesitated for a moment, not sure if he wanted to know the answer, but pressed onward and asked his question anyway.

"Would you miss your friends here at all?"

[pulseof_life]

"I don't know," she said truthfully. "I have never had friends to miss before."

[genesishero]

"Oh..." Evan blinked, maybe even kind of winced a little at that thought. Even he'd had friends in the virtual reality in his youth. They hadn't been real, but they had been real enough. He missed them, still. "I'm... sorry to hear that. But you do have friends now!"

[pulseof_life]

"Yes," she agreed. "It is... an interesting change."

[genesishero]

"But is it a good one?"

Evan was sounding pretty hopeful there.

[pulseof_life]

Yeul did not know if it was a good one. For one, she didn't remember how they'd become friends or the history they had.

But there seemed little point in saying so when he looked so hopeful.

"It is not bad," Yeul said, because lying out-right seemed just as wrong.

[genesishero]

That was good enough for Evan, at least for the time being. He was essentially asking a millennia-year-old toddler if having friends was nice or not. What answer had he been expecting?

"Good," he decided, smiling faintly.

... He would have to ask her again when she was older if the answer was any different.