It's been a hell of a long time since he's had to think about chemistry. "No, I'm talking about chiralium. It's this... stuff, that comes from the Beach. The afterlife. Or, where you're supposed to go before reaching the afterlife. Doesn't really work that way anymore. It's everywhere; in the air, in deposits that form on the ground, in the water..."
As for not seeing the sky, though, he shakes his head. "Not really. This is a lot more unnerving to me." Any why wouldn't it be, since he's spent his entire life with the world being predictably one way?
He's quiet a long moment after the man introduces himself. "Sam," he says eventually, before turning his gaze back to the stars.
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It's been a hell of a long time since he's had to think about chemistry. "No, I'm talking about chiralium. It's this... stuff, that comes from the Beach. The afterlife. Or, where you're supposed to go before reaching the afterlife. Doesn't really work that way anymore. It's everywhere; in the air, in deposits that form on the ground, in the water..."
As for not seeing the sky, though, he shakes his head. "Not really. This is a lot more unnerving to me." Any why wouldn't it be, since he's spent his entire life with the world being predictably one way?
He's quiet a long moment after the man introduces himself. "Sam," he says eventually, before turning his gaze back to the stars.