[Does he have anything else in common with Dean, who knows. Voice actors, at least. It's a small world.]
Nope.
[There’s a shameless kind of evasiveness to it. No elaboration, no immediate introduction, no nice-to-meet-you. He's about ready to actually tab up Jack's games page and be done with it, but he stops to back up the conversation just a little. Cants his head to study the guy sidelong.
He's probably had a softer landing here than some—Prime Earth being chock full of aliens and universal crisises and all, it helps with the adjustment to a jamjarring. He's gotten the lay of the land from the locals, the going theory about the wheres and the whys (or lack thereof.) The sliding scale of confused chatter among the folks he's spoken to and eavesdropped on—the new ones, anyway—tends to range from mass hallucination to straight up afterlife. But first he's heard it put quite like that.]
Exile is a pretty particular way to put it.
[Usually you have to do something to earn that sort of thing.]
no subject
Nope.
[There’s a shameless kind of evasiveness to it. No elaboration, no immediate introduction, no nice-to-meet-you. He's about ready to actually tab up Jack's games page and be done with it, but he stops to back up the conversation just a little. Cants his head to study the guy sidelong.
He's probably had a softer landing here than some—Prime Earth being chock full of aliens and universal crisises and all, it helps with the adjustment to a jamjarring. He's gotten the lay of the land from the locals, the going theory about the wheres and the whys (or lack thereof.) The sliding scale of confused chatter among the folks he's spoken to and eavesdropped on—the new ones, anyway—tends to range from mass hallucination to straight up afterlife. But first he's heard it put quite like that.]
Exile is a pretty particular way to put it.
[Usually you have to do something to earn that sort of thing.]