It doesn't get easier, watching people go. He's pretty sure his chest actually hurts a little when Kumoko does. He'd had these half ass thoughts of having a team again, these lucky moments when he could work with and fight alongside people he trusted. He'd seen how hard she'd gotten people's backs.
He frowns, but doesn't say anything because maybe it's true, what he was told. Maybe it's just an act that the train does to set people at 'ease' or something. Parades out their image like empty automatons. There's a few members of Blue Team in there, ones that helped a lot. There's Kyoko's friend. There's another almost friend he'd made, another well-meaning god.
He does his usual and gets back on the train as soon as his ass can. Goes to find his boxes. There's the one for Vegeta. Materialization tech to pass on to Bulma and make it so his armor can form around him at the push of a button (if she implements it right, which he's sure she will).
And after a little more frustrated digging, anxious and scathed with recent losses, he pulls out his other package. Removes something that looks like a glowstick, and holds it up to shine yellow against his face. It's then that he remembers how to smile, but it's a little more metaphorically sharp than usual.
Feeling Fruity - Greenhouse
The train always supplies them with substantial amounts of food, but everyone's worried about having more. He's got the powers to do this, right? All he has to do is practice with them. Problem is that 'grow' and 'change' are colliding in his head. He can't work on a whole tree worth, he has to do a fruit at a time to test. And what's he done? What the shit has he done? Nothing that makes any ass bit of sense, is what he's done.
He's now sitting cross-legged and looking at a pile of fruit set on a borrowed chair. There's a green striped banana shape peeled to show a watermelon inside. An orange pulled open to show little orange pomegranate seed shapes. A pumpkin broken open, but instead of being lined with stringy squash it's lined as one of the coconuts would be (and tastes very much like pumpkin pie). They're not terrible or anywhere near inedible, they're just offensively not right.
He cups his hands around another one, a strawberry, and when he removes them he's got a red bumpy pear.
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He frowns, but doesn't say anything because maybe it's true, what he was told. Maybe it's just an act that the train does to set people at 'ease' or something. Parades out their image like empty automatons. There's a few members of Blue Team in there, ones that helped a lot. There's Kyoko's friend. There's another almost friend he'd made, another well-meaning god.
He does his usual and gets back on the train as soon as his ass can. Goes to find his boxes. There's the one for Vegeta. Materialization tech to pass on to Bulma and make it so his armor can form around him at the push of a button (if she implements it right, which he's sure she will).
And after a little more frustrated digging, anxious and scathed with recent losses, he pulls out his other package. Removes something that looks like a glowstick, and holds it up to shine yellow against his face. It's then that he remembers how to smile, but it's a little more metaphorically sharp than usual.
He's now sitting cross-legged and looking at a pile of fruit set on a borrowed chair. There's a green striped banana shape peeled to show a watermelon inside. An orange pulled open to show little orange pomegranate seed shapes. A pumpkin broken open, but instead of being lined with stringy squash it's lined as one of the coconuts would be (and tastes very much like pumpkin pie). They're not terrible or anywhere near inedible, they're just offensively not right.
He cups his hands around another one, a strawberry, and when he removes them he's got a red bumpy pear.
"...The hell did I do here?!"