[David's on his guard as he enters the room, keenly aware that he's on this other guy's home ground, and there's no better place for an ambush. But he hasn't tried hitting him over the head yet, and that at least is a small comfort.
For now, at least.
He looks around the soldier's quarters with undisguised interest, peering closely at the honeycomb walls. It's nothing like Heero's room. It takes a moment for Gaeta to pull his attention away, and when he does, he doesn't sit down. He does amble over to the other side of the table, though.]
Yeah. I'm from Earth. The planet Earth. It's 1997 where I'm from.
[Spam]
For now, at least.
He looks around the soldier's quarters with undisguised interest, peering closely at the honeycomb walls. It's nothing like Heero's room. It takes a moment for Gaeta to pull his attention away, and when he does, he doesn't sit down. He does amble over to the other side of the table, though.]
Yeah. I'm from Earth. The planet Earth. It's 1997 where I'm from.