It- [ daylight pauses, feeling a flicker of frustration in him at his inability to find the proper words to express himself. it's amazing how this frustrates him the most in little moments like these. the moments he wants to make his words matter but they seem to slip him by.

but he takes a deep breath and tries to calm himself, knowing good things come to those who are willing to try, as his dad used to say. ] -It definitely makes talking about stuff kind of hard. Feels... weird, at times, to try and explain things, knowing it's strange and different to the one you're talking to, while it's something so normal back home. Makes you feel like... an island, I guess? A whole and still alone.

But, despite it all, I'm glad we can talk. I'm glad we met. [ daylight looks up at rosinante and a big smile spreads across daylight's face, his expression earnest and sincere. ] It makes everything here a lot easier, knowing you have friends to rely on and think about.