( cinco | voice )

[endeavors]

If I get drunk, will the other person getting my memories get drunk too?

[He's. Probably already a bit touched by alcohol. Again. Someone needs to take his communicator away from him when he gets into these moods.]

Sorry. [Pff. That was a burp in the making.] It's... hard to deal with. I'm getting headaches. It's like everything's too sharp. Off-balance. I'm not sure how to describe it.

... I wonder what you're seeing. Whoever you are.

[He's... slightly worried about his secrets spilling all over the place, but. Not talking about them specifically is probably the safest bet.]

She's pretty, right? My wife. Her name's Carmo. I bet you would've loved her.

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[foundafamily]

[There's something he can agree with.]

No need to tell me that. The biggest perk about this place is that there's breathable air.

[endeavors]

... I like the gardens.

[foundafamily]

Yeah? How come? Even I saw a few trees back home.

[Okay, he thinks the garden is pretty cool, but it's not worth all this.]

[endeavors]

Really? I used to live among a lot of trees when I was a kid. Not so much when I moved.

[foundafamily]

So you like 'em because it reminds you of your old place?

WOOPS

[endeavors]

... Yeah? Is that weird?

I saw nothing, nosiree!

[foundafamily]

No, I was just wonderin'. I guess it's weird that you could find something that reminds you of home here of all places.

[He means the last part as something like a joke.]

[endeavors]

I don't know if it's that weird. I mean - some people actually have been in a spaceship before, right?

[foundafamily]

I've heard of one person here... But I thought that was pretty weird by itself. Nobody where I'm from has been in one, as far as I know.

[endeavors]

We have spaceships where I'm from. But only a few get to be in them, so... it's not like I know any astronauts or anything.

[That would be pretty cool, if he did...]

[foundafamily]

You have stuff like this where you come from?

[endeavors]

Yeah, like... NASA. You've never heard of it?

[foundafamily]

Never. What is it?

[endeavors]

It's an organization that... deals with everything related to space, I guess. They've sent people to the moon.

[foundafamily]

Really?

[His eyes go almost saucer-wide in surprise. After he's had time to get over that, his look shifts to one of skepticism.]

Why?

[endeavors]

Well - [he has to admit, that reaction is a little funny,] They're scientists. You know how it goes. They're always trying to take the next step in... everything.

[foundafamily]

[He winces, thinking about how true that observation is for people like Szilard.]

No matter what gets in their way, huh?

[endeavors]

Within reason, I hope.

[foundafamily]

I guess that'd depend how you define that.

[Szilard's reason only accounted for knowledge obtained, nothing else.]