She must've be really out of it, because she had her quiver (and arrows) and bow with her. He'd noted it in the back of his mind, but then getting her taken-care of had mattered more. Apparently they'd both kind of forgotten, with the distractions of Jayne and Joy.
"Well, she said food wasn't a bad idea." Some of it might've been his heritage speaking too. "Let's see how you do with the walk to the kitchen area." Offering his hand to help steady her still, but willing to let her walk on her own. He recognized that spirit in her eyes.
"When I woke up, this-?" Holding up his left wrist where the 'omniband' was a slim silver band around it. "-apparently beeped. If-If I remember correctly..." Trunks's own memories of any explanations hazy. "...it's our main way of communicating and getting information." Hand dropping back to his side, as he'll continue the explanation as they move.
"It expanded outwards and showed a vision of a small hologram and screen. Had a small bio of me, and you. Probably to let the rest of the crew know who we are." That was how he'd recognized (along with a guess) that she was also new. "And yeah, I also had some of my stuff from home, including my sword."
Once they were settled in the now-vacant kitchen area--at least with her seated, while he tried to figure out the replicator and what was in the pantry--he'd play with the omniband. "My name is Trunks Briefs. I'm 20 years old; almost 21. From Earth. West City, Region 28, main continent. Age 785...from an alternate timeline."
Well, he'd managed to figure it out enough to produce rice and tea from the replicator at least. Bringing over two trays, sliding one towards her as he settled into the chair opposite. "I'll see if I can get it to pull up the hologram again. After food though."
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Date: 2017-01-29 01:42 pm (UTC)"Well, she said food wasn't a bad idea." Some of it might've been his heritage speaking too. "Let's see how you do with the walk to the kitchen area." Offering his hand to help steady her still, but willing to let her walk on her own. He recognized that spirit in her eyes.
"When I woke up, this-?" Holding up his left wrist where the 'omniband' was a slim silver band around it. "-apparently beeped. If-If I remember correctly..." Trunks's own memories of any explanations hazy. "...it's our main way of communicating and getting information." Hand dropping back to his side, as he'll continue the explanation as they move.
"It expanded outwards and showed a vision of a small hologram and screen. Had a small bio of me, and you. Probably to let the rest of the crew know who we are." That was how he'd recognized (along with a guess) that she was also new. "And yeah, I also had some of my stuff from home, including my sword."
Once they were settled in the now-vacant kitchen area--at least with her seated, while he tried to figure out the replicator and what was in the pantry--he'd play with the omniband. "My name is Trunks Briefs. I'm 20 years old; almost 21. From Earth. West City, Region 28, main continent. Age 785...from an alternate timeline."
Well, he'd managed to figure it out enough to produce rice and tea from the replicator at least. Bringing over two trays, sliding one towards her as he settled into the chair opposite. "I'll see if I can get it to pull up the hologram again. After food though."