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[Varian very much welcomes the subject change. He's not ready to re-open that particular wound again just yet.]

I haven't seen any movies yet. Only the comics in the convention. Merchandise is like...things connected to that movie, right? Like...toys and books and...stuff?

[He's doing his gosh darn best here, this future world is so confusing. ]

Yes, that's correct! There is something like that here so how about we go and look for some? I don't really know what you like but how about you pick something.

[He said as he kept walking around to see what items that he might be familiar with.]

Since you got me something, how about I give you something back?

Well, that's easy, because I don't really know what I like, either. Unless there are good science movies?

[He would LOVE a science movie gosh wow! He is tragically unaware of how unlikely it is to get a movie that is scientifically accurate, but that's a lesson he'll just have to learn. He blinks, surprised at the offer.]

Oh...no, no. It's okay. I didn't do it expecting anything in return.

Depends on what kind of science movie you like! I know there's a couple that have giant monsters attacking the city or some that involve space travel!

[Although, now that he thought about it? Did they have anything like that here?]

But it's something I want to do. Besides, I don't think my conscious would allow it anyway.

[Varian pulls a bit of a face.]

I don't think monsters count as science unless it's Frankenstein's. But space travel would be cool!

[He does want to learn more about SPACE after all- and he still feels movies would be an educational experience. At Ken's comment, he lets out a soft little noise of understanding. He doesn't really like it- helping people without a reward feels like a...penance. One he needs to carry out, but it wouldn't be any good if it made the other person miserable, too.]

...Okay, well. If it'd make you feel better.

All the more reason why we should get something related to space travel, right?

[For a moment, Ken raised an eyebrow. He wasn't sure if he might have made him mad but all he knew was that he should return the favor, right? That was what he was supposed to do, it seemed fair. Or rather, that's what he was always taught.

That's why he kept on blinking before giving a little mumble.]

It does but we don't have to if you don't want to.

Great, okay! We can for sure look for that.

[Varian makes a soft sound in the back of his throat. He knows this would be easier if he just opened up to people about his past here. People would get it then. But he's been enjoying not being known as the guy who made such terrible, awful mistakes here. He's stuck between a rock and a hard place.]

I mean...I'd be fine if we...didn't? It's- it's cool. And all.

[All things considered, Ken was a little surprised. While he knew the value of simply doing work for the sake of it, it was unusual to hear someone to deny something like this.

Despite his silence, he just gave a chuckle.]

That's fine! Although, I suppose I'll have to give you an I.O.U? [Pause] Is that what they call it here in America?

[He manages a tired little smile. ]

Hah, I'm not sure, but I know they say that where I come from. [Enough that he asked Cass to drop her own. ] So...yeah, okay. We can call it that. That sounds...fair.

Until then, is there anything you might want to look around here?

[He said as he continues looking around the various furniture around here. As he glanced at a wooden chair, he raised an eyebrow at Varian.]

Because I don't really know what your world has or doesn't have.

[That gets an amused smile out of him.]

Well, we definitely have huckledongers. Those are what you sit on upside down, right? To get the blood flowing to your head.

[He is 100% fucking with Ken.]

[And sadly, because Ken doesn't know any better? He believes him.]

But what is the point of having one? It seems like it would be a waste of time when getting all that blood would make you dizzy.

[Oh Ken, you sweet summer child. Varian lets out a soft hum.]

Oh, you see it helps with the thinking. Some people believe the blood rushing to your head makes you think of better ideas. More blood, more thoughts, right?

[...]

Is that so? I don't really know, I think it would just make you have a headache. But I suppose if it works for the people in your world, I can't really complain?

[Because who knows what goes in in other worlds, right?]

[Varian lets out a soft snicker. He definitely can't keep this running. ]

I'm messing with you. I know it's a chair. We sit on them like chairs. [He'll sit...to demonstrate.] See? Like normal.

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