Fenton winced a little, and looked at her sympathetically. "It's... it's not like that, Gos. It's not meant to be a punishment. It's like... this world is from a different time than ours. They just don't have that technology. I don't think there's anything they can do about it."
He sighed, and rubbed the back of his head. "...Look. I might have some cookies back at my apartment. I know I've got hot chocolate. How about we go there, and you can rest up a bit. I'm sure you're still a bit... ...wound up from just having arrived here."
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Date: 2019-10-07 08:13 am (UTC)He sighed, and rubbed the back of his head. "...Look. I might have some cookies back at my apartment. I know I've got hot chocolate. How about we go there, and you can rest up a bit. I'm sure you're still a bit... ...wound up from just having arrived here."