"That's right. He's interested in exploring the basement, so I was talking to him earlier today."
Soma was quiet for a moment after that. There wasn't much she could say in terms of comfort. 'Be glad you didn't know him that well'? What use was that?
Thankfully, the Once-ler spoke up then, and she looked up, thankful for the change in topic.
"Not the library," she agreed immediately. As much as she hated to admit it, she knew when it would be pointless to fight on, and whatever that thing had beaten them. "But...somewhere open. Somewhere we have room to maneuver if possible. I don't want to be trapped in a hallway with nowhere to run if I can help it. The courtyard, maybe. Or the rec field."
And--oh yes, there was a reason why she hadn't recognized him at first, and it had mostly been because of his clothes. She had to stare for a moment, taking in the sheer amount of...green. When he'd said he'd been in business, she'd imagined him in a sober black suit. This was...a suit, definitely. She less certain about the rest.
Her own outfit seemed to be receiving similar attention, and she nodded in response to his question. "It was mine. Or it was before I left the army, anyway. I guess you found your clothes in your room, too."
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Soma was quiet for a moment after that. There wasn't much she could say in terms of comfort. 'Be glad you didn't know him that well'? What use was that?
Thankfully, the Once-ler spoke up then, and she looked up, thankful for the change in topic.
"Not the library," she agreed immediately. As much as she hated to admit it, she knew when it would be pointless to fight on, and whatever that thing had beaten them. "But...somewhere open. Somewhere we have room to maneuver if possible. I don't want to be trapped in a hallway with nowhere to run if I can help it. The courtyard, maybe. Or the rec field."
And--oh yes, there was a reason why she hadn't recognized him at first, and it had mostly been because of his clothes. She had to stare for a moment, taking in the sheer amount of...green. When he'd said he'd been in business, she'd imagined him in a sober black suit. This was...a suit, definitely. She less certain about the rest.
Her own outfit seemed to be receiving similar attention, and she nodded in response to his question. "It was mine. Or it was before I left the army, anyway. I guess you found your clothes in your room, too."