[via bleedinghearth] "Uh, hey, man, are you okay? You're lookin' a little...exploded."
He has no idea how accurate he is, just looking at the mad scientist with some concern, as he's quite crispy, and hands him half of his swiss-and-tomato grilled cheese. It smells incredible.
"Get some calories on board, mate, we'll talk about it later."
it had been a few hours since the explosion and he still felt the adrenaline rushing through his body . he can still listen to the ark breaking apart , still feels the heat of that thermonuclear mess - was he even actually unharmed ? sure , a few burns here and there to his clothing .
right . . . the suit his now dead ( and bastard ) grandpa gifted him . a shame . . . he really liked it . perhaps he could improve it at some point .
he's being talked to , and - he ignores it . at first , at least . until the tempting smell of great food brings him down to earth . yes , ivo , you escaped and survived the explosion .
before grabbing the snack he's looking up ; it takes him a bit but eventually he recognizes @bleedinghearth . it's without thinking that he scoffs in surprise , a smile spreading his lips .
" what are the odds . you and i seem to meet when i am at my worst , or stuck in a parallel predicament . i doubt this is the latter this time , though . " if he was in a fragile state of mind he might consider believing that carmine was nothing but an odd hallucination . but the food seemed very real as he continued to eat .
unfortunately , he was in a fragile state of mind . fortunately , there was enough on his mind to care about his theory on this one for the moment .