"United States of America, huh? That...sounds extremely close to my country. Can't be a coincidence." He'd do some digging on parallel worlds later on, when he's all settled and ready to explore more of what the Nexus had to offer. The Conductor said the same thing when they last saw the bunny-man in their dreams, after all - that other alternate universes do exist. Roland realizes this experience now, in the Nexus, was indisputable proof.
He files away this thought bubble for later, along with the mention of The Wilds, and resumes his chat with Ben. To busy his hands, he takes a couple of books that were not returned to their rightful shelves, quickly scanning their covers for anything he might find interesting or useful.
The brunette makes a face at mention of a Viper's Pit. "Well ain't that a promise of fun to come," he quips. "But maybe a little too out of my comfort zone. The local watering hole sounds like it's worth a trip, though. Thanks for the tips." He skims through the first few pages of a very strange cookbook. "What about you, though? Any personal recommendations?"
And if it ever comes up in conversation, Ben will find a kindred soul in Roland, who has lived his entire life with the promise and safety of structure and order. If the man's natural stoicism didn't stop him, he would have already demanded to know who in the world was in charge of such a crazy place like the Nexus, and how did they get any work done without a form of central authority.
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He files away this thought bubble for later, along with the mention of The Wilds, and resumes his chat with Ben. To busy his hands, he takes a couple of books that were not returned to their rightful shelves, quickly scanning their covers for anything he might find interesting or useful.
The brunette makes a face at mention of a Viper's Pit. "Well ain't that a promise of fun to come," he quips. "But maybe a little too out of my comfort zone. The local watering hole sounds like it's worth a trip, though. Thanks for the tips." He skims through the first few pages of a very strange cookbook. "What about you, though? Any personal recommendations?"
And if it ever comes up in conversation, Ben will find a kindred soul in Roland, who has lived his entire life with the promise and safety of structure and order. If the man's natural stoicism didn't stop him, he would have already demanded to know who in the world was in charge of such a crazy place like the Nexus, and how did they get any work done without a form of central authority.