[ it's not flat out lying, more like feigned ignorance or something. Ras just-- needs to get out of this star system, then as long as He Ming doesn't yell about how he is the second prince to all high heavens, nothing matters. Ras watches him as he closes his mouth, shoulders sagging just a little.
but ship, that-- that is important.]
Don't have a ship, hence why I'm here. You have a.. unit?
[furrowing his brows, Ras tries to think about the units he has seen, before:]
Oh, shit. You pilot one of those?
[ okay there is a teeny tiny bit of awe and jealousy mixed into his tone there despite everything. piloting was something Ras knew how to do, but it wasn't his forte. even then, he has seen the units and damn if they were not the thing of engineering dreams.]
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but ship, that-- that is important.]
Don't have a ship, hence why I'm here. You have a.. unit?
[furrowing his brows, Ras tries to think about the units he has seen, before:]
Oh, shit. You pilot one of those?
[ okay there is a teeny tiny bit of awe and jealousy mixed into his tone there despite everything. piloting was something Ras knew how to do, but it wasn't his forte. even then, he has seen the units and damn if they were not the thing of engineering dreams.]