[Climb trees, he might say if he had a proper sense of humor. Instead, Emil is treated to another series of images, this time in quicker succession. There's Lalli, running, stopping, and inspecting his surroundings with a critical eye. When the locations run out, he switches to a scene from back home, instead -- or back in the Silent World, at least, of him rejecting path after path in the cold, dark night and making note of signs of the illness.
It isn't lonely, though, assures the unspoken part of him that conveyed the emotional part of these messages. Instead, there's some frustration and mostly...satisfaction. He was doing his job and doing it well. He liked the exploring he did here.
As for the other thing...
Lalli grumbles softly, rolling over onto his side to move closer to Emil while he weighed the pros and cons of this. In the end, a complaint from his stomach is the deciding factor and he drags himself up to his feet again. He supposes he must...]
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It isn't lonely, though, assures the unspoken part of him that conveyed the emotional part of these messages. Instead, there's some frustration and mostly...satisfaction. He was doing his job and doing it well. He liked the exploring he did here.
As for the other thing...
Lalli grumbles softly, rolling over onto his side to move closer to Emil while he weighed the pros and cons of this. In the end, a complaint from his stomach is the deciding factor and he drags himself up to his feet again. He supposes he must...]