[ A small chuckle escapes him. ] Something like that.
[ Headmaster suits better, probably, but he kinda likes the idea of the Professor being a principal. Working the halls of a public school.
As far as he can see, there aren't schools here. He hasn't even seen that many kids. Enough, yeah, but it's not like other places used to be, gaggles of schoolchildren in parks and piling on school buses.
He cocks his head, considering. Like her, it's one more checkbox in that column that says where she's from, it's closer to his world than not. ]
I've driven through. [ He makes a squiggly line with his finger. ] Maritimes to New York. Never stayed long, but it's nice. Met a few bears.
[ If he's heading for the mountains, he simply goes right up north, across the border. Always went west more than east, anyhow. Something about it calls to him, too. It's not home, but it tickles that part of his brain that recognizes how familiar it all is. The Rockies, the endless pines. ]
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[ Headmaster suits better, probably, but he kinda likes the idea of the Professor being a principal. Working the halls of a public school.
As far as he can see, there aren't schools here. He hasn't even seen that many kids. Enough, yeah, but it's not like other places used to be, gaggles of schoolchildren in parks and piling on school buses.
He cocks his head, considering. Like her, it's one more checkbox in that column that says where she's from, it's closer to his world than not. ]
I've driven through. [ He makes a squiggly line with his finger. ] Maritimes to New York. Never stayed long, but it's nice. Met a few bears.
[ If he's heading for the mountains, he simply goes right up north, across the border. Always went west more than east, anyhow. Something about it calls to him, too. It's not home, but it tickles that part of his brain that recognizes how familiar it all is. The Rockies, the endless pines. ]