[And yet he's much worse for wear than she. Again, that might be up to location. She's no good with discerning accents (and whatever fantastical crap is granting her fluency in English does not make this easier), so it's the attitude that spurs her next guess.]
America, right? [If they keep up the three-word repartee, they might have an introduction down by midnight. Fukawa tugs at a loose strand of hair, fishing for the next move. She doesn't touch her food. Her stomach's doing too many somersaults for that.] It's T-Tokyo for me. Or...I'm in Towa City now.
[A world famous metropolis in her parts, but that was after everything went to pot. They were the source of the air purifiers that saved so many skins. Prior to that, no foreigner outside of true blue techie geeks would know it existed. Westerners especially. It had never been squashed by Godzilla.]
And it's definitely not 1980-whatever. I w-wasn't even alive. S-so stupid, I even saw a rotary phone in the motel. Might as well use a t-tin can and a string. [She frowns down at her tray, still seething. The cardboard cup of fries looks deeply unappetizing. It'll sit too heavy on her stomach for sure.
She passes that over his way, along with the packets of ketchup.]
T-take it. Since you're so desperate. Save you a c-couple dollars on that cheap gift card.
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[And yet he's much worse for wear than she. Again, that might be up to location. She's no good with discerning accents (and whatever fantastical crap is granting her fluency in English does not make this easier), so it's the attitude that spurs her next guess.]
America, right? [If they keep up the three-word repartee, they might have an introduction down by midnight. Fukawa tugs at a loose strand of hair, fishing for the next move. She doesn't touch her food. Her stomach's doing too many somersaults for that.] It's T-Tokyo for me. Or...I'm in Towa City now.
[A world famous metropolis in her parts, but that was after everything went to pot. They were the source of the air purifiers that saved so many skins. Prior to that, no foreigner outside of true blue techie geeks would know it existed. Westerners especially. It had never been squashed by Godzilla.]
And it's definitely not 1980-whatever. I w-wasn't even alive. S-so stupid, I even saw a rotary phone in the motel. Might as well use a t-tin can and a string. [She frowns down at her tray, still seething. The cardboard cup of fries looks deeply unappetizing. It'll sit too heavy on her stomach for sure.
She passes that over his way, along with the packets of ketchup.]
T-take it. Since you're so desperate. Save you a c-couple dollars on that cheap gift card.