That's what I've thought from the start. They were probably filming us. Hold on...
[Noticing the vending machine, he grabs Hythlodaeus' hand and makes a beeline for it, peering inside to see a bunch of action figures. Looking closely at the merfolk, he sees one with a pink tail and purple hair. Then he examines the mariners, and finds himself.]
Yep. That's us, look. [He points to the two figures, then meets eyes with the other man]
We might be famous.
[Great. This is all way too familiar. An arena where his every move is tracked and filmed, strange environmental phenomena meant to ilicit a reaction from him, within a materialistic, capitalistic society. It's too much like Panem to feel comfortable. But at least he hasn't had a near death experience yet...?]
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[Noticing the vending machine, he grabs Hythlodaeus' hand and makes a beeline for it, peering inside to see a bunch of action figures. Looking closely at the merfolk, he sees one with a pink tail and purple hair. Then he examines the mariners, and finds himself.]
Yep. That's us, look. [He points to the two figures, then meets eyes with the other man]
We might be famous.
[Great. This is all way too familiar. An arena where his every move is tracked and filmed, strange environmental phenomena meant to ilicit a reaction from him, within a materialistic, capitalistic society. It's too much like Panem to feel comfortable. But at least he hasn't had a near death experience yet...?]