[ Weirdly enough, the stuff about the muscle and bone deterioration actually makes enough sense for Skyler to follow the rest of the explanation. Hey, you don't get double varsity without learning about how muscle mass works.
Anyway, that's fucked up. He shakes his head. He'd like to stay on Earth, thank you, where gravity regulates his insides without him having to think about whether his blood's in the right place or not. And apparently where he doesn't have to worry about whether his family will get stuffed into a box, holy shit.
He sucks in a pretty sizable hit, then stares at the end of the thing. This little guy has been as dank as hell, but they're really going through it, aren't they? He takes one last little puff and hands it back, just breathing it in and out. Host gets last dibs. Again, he's not a caveman. ]
We live in houses in America. [ He pauses. Not technically, 100% true, but not on the scale of a colony of tiny boxes. ] That bad, huh? So, what's better? Infinite, uh, this. [ He points out into the darkness. Spaaaaace. ] Or a box where you know your shit won't go floating off wherever? [ ... ] I probably would have said the box, but a year's long enough.
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[ Weirdly enough, the stuff about the muscle and bone deterioration actually makes enough sense for Skyler to follow the rest of the explanation. Hey, you don't get double varsity without learning about how muscle mass works.
Anyway, that's fucked up. He shakes his head. He'd like to stay on Earth, thank you, where gravity regulates his insides without him having to think about whether his blood's in the right place or not. And apparently where he doesn't have to worry about whether his family will get stuffed into a box, holy shit.
He sucks in a pretty sizable hit, then stares at the end of the thing. This little guy has been as dank as hell, but they're really going through it, aren't they? He takes one last little puff and hands it back, just breathing it in and out. Host gets last dibs. Again, he's not a caveman. ]
We live in houses in America. [ He pauses. Not technically, 100% true, but not on the scale of a colony of tiny boxes. ] That bad, huh? So, what's better? Infinite, uh, this. [ He points out into the darkness. Spaaaaace. ] Or a box where you know your shit won't go floating off wherever? [ ... ] I probably would have said the box, but a year's long enough.