[ It feels weird being able to do mundane shit like browse an outdoor market. Carl remembers his mom and grandma loved dragging him yard saleing during the summers when he was a kid. This feels pretty close to that. He's going to chase the feeling a little while... Who knows when they'll be sent back; or what's going to happen to them?
He shrugs, offering a smile. Sure, he'd had a growth spurt at some point, but now his clothes aren't too big for him at least. ]
Doesn't seem to have too much of a problem with it. There were enough hand me downs in the prison.
[ Being in the fleet is weird, and Carl can't quite figure out what to do with himself. Back home, everybody had a job and if you didn't do your job, it could be bad. Here, though? People didn't seem too fussed about it one way or the other. He doesn't know if he could actually act like a kid. ]
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He shrugs, offering a smile. Sure, he'd had a growth spurt at some point, but now his clothes aren't too big for him at least. ]
Doesn't seem to have too much of a problem with it. There were enough hand me downs in the prison.
[ Being in the fleet is weird, and Carl can't quite figure out what to do with himself. Back home, everybody had a job and if you didn't do your job, it could be bad. Here, though? People didn't seem too fussed about it one way or the other. He doesn't know if he could actually act like a kid. ]