"Going over my head, kid," Faye said first in response to his rather rambling explanation (or lack thereof) of the Decepticons and Autobots, her mind vaguely able to put together the image of robots turning into cars, but not really seeing what the point was. More mobility for the former? Opposable thumbs? With a sniff, she shrugged; either way, anything animated either turned human upon making it to the island, or just lost its magic altogether. Robots would either remain programmable objects, or they'd fall over, broken, unable to work.
But she couldn't blame this kid for being careful, either.
After a long draw of juice, Faye pursed her lips, wondering how much she wanted to bother explaining. "My world's a bit further ahead in time than most people here, I guess. Venus, Earth, Mars. People on all three, now. Long arm of the law has trouble extending quite that long."
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Date: 2011-03-17 06:54 am (UTC)But she couldn't blame this kid for being careful, either.
After a long draw of juice, Faye pursed her lips, wondering how much she wanted to bother explaining. "My world's a bit further ahead in time than most people here, I guess. Venus, Earth, Mars. People on all three, now. Long arm of the law has trouble extending quite that long."