...Tidus has nothing to add to the discussion of formalhyde (um, it's bad? That's what he got out of it), but charcoal?
"Charcoal isn't bad," he speaks up. "A few of the kids wanna draw -- it'd still be good for that, wouldn't it?"
That's about as far as his knowledge goes with the stuff, but hey: if they could get salvageable charcoal good for some artsy work, that'd make a few people he knows happy. Even Rapunzel, she was into that. And Taiki!
But for what he might want to add about the gun and weapon talk -- there's even one thought that pops in his mind, however brief -- Tidus waves a hand, stopping without warning, except for when he hurries, "Wait wait, quiet." Head tilting and listening, and thankfully, the sleeper cars weren't as noisy as being everywhere else, but--
"Did we pick up a signal?" There's a little static, the sound of-- something in the distant. Some kind of rising tune... What was that?
Tidus starts walking backwards, attempting to make it louder. Like an unending drawl...
no subject
"Charcoal isn't bad," he speaks up. "A few of the kids wanna draw -- it'd still be good for that, wouldn't it?"
That's about as far as his knowledge goes with the stuff, but hey: if they could get salvageable charcoal good for some artsy work, that'd make a few people he knows happy. Even Rapunzel, she was into that. And Taiki!
But for what he might want to add about the gun and weapon talk -- there's even one thought that pops in his mind, however brief -- Tidus waves a hand, stopping without warning, except for when he hurries, "Wait wait, quiet." Head tilting and listening, and thankfully, the sleeper cars weren't as noisy as being everywhere else, but--
"Did we pick up a signal?" There's a little static, the sound of-- something in the distant. Some kind of rising tune... What was that?
Tidus starts walking backwards, attempting to make it louder. Like an unending drawl...