[Graham groans again, a wave of homesickness hitting him. His eye hurt from the implant, but worse than that was the overwhelming want to take apart whatever it is they put inside him, but with no way to reach it. He huddles down in his sweatshirt again, and somehow balls up tighter. ]
I don't even know those places! I've never been to London. I was in Manhattan! They snatched me off the streets like a stray dog and expect me to be thankful for my new home?!
[If Shaft were here, he'd be chiding Graham for being a whiny baby. Then Graham would hit Shaft really hard and he'd feel better. He misses Shaft already.
There's a beat, and Graham sits up, and yanks his head back through his sweatshirt. That hair continues to obscure a young, almost delicate face that looks pretty depressed right now. He looks at Bansai for a moment, scooping his giant wrench back into his arms.]
Are you new? Or have you been here awhile? What light do I look to when I just got here and I don't know anything? The light I could be looking for at the end of my tunnel could easily be an oncoming train.
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I don't even know those places! I've never been to London. I was in Manhattan! They snatched me off the streets like a stray dog and expect me to be thankful for my new home?!
[If Shaft were here, he'd be chiding Graham for being a whiny baby. Then Graham would hit Shaft really hard and he'd feel better. He misses Shaft already.
There's a beat, and Graham sits up, and yanks his head back through his sweatshirt. That hair continues to obscure a young, almost delicate face that looks pretty depressed right now. He looks at Bansai for a moment, scooping his giant wrench back into his arms.]
Are you new? Or have you been here awhile? What light do I look to when I just got here and I don't know anything? The light I could be looking for at the end of my tunnel could easily be an oncoming train.