They'd fallen. That was the last thing either of them could recall. Their ship had been abandoned, and the pod they'd escaped in hadn't been built for this planet's atmosphere. It hit that inner layer, and simply began to dissolve. It had vanished, and they'd fallen.No, it burned. There was heat,
she thought. I was in here, and I still felt it. You should have let me out, I'm stronger.
He closed his eyes, too sore still to get up. It had taken all his energy just to pull himself out of the water- And she was right, he should have let her out, she absolutely was stronger than him, and a better swimmer as well. However, this had been his fault, he was the one who'd made a mistake during the repairs. It was only right he be the one to fall, landing like a stone in unclean waters.You don't always have to be the strong one,
he thought, and he could feel her disapproval.
They lay there a moment longer, but eventually opened their eyes. Reaching out, he used his psychic ability to read the unguarded thoughts of those passing by. Though he was mindful as always, never invasive, never aggressive.
London, that was where they had landed. He could hear it echoing the heads of locals and tourists, filtering in with all the other little tidbits of intel.
He winced in pain as he stood, and she sighed.We should swap. I'm safe, you're hurt. Don't be foolish
, She scolded.
He sighed, the stubborn part of him wanting to go on, the sensible part aware he should offer her control.
After a long moment of discussion, they emerged on street level, still damp, but otherwise composed and calm- If not a bit lost.
(OTA! New pup, you can see their wiki here. I left it open enough so you can decide if you want to meet him or her first, just let me know which you want to speak to in your tag.)