I don't know about you, but I don't like the idea of digging around in someone's head without permission. After it happens to you, it seems like an even worse idea to try it on someone else.
... I don't even know your name. [He might as well volunteer his.] Mine is Donatello.
[- and then Stork bumps him and Don actually thought-yells, immediately whirling around to face Stork - which nearly puts them face to face for a moment. Personal space probably needed. Don paddles back almost right after, though maybe not enough to diffuse awkwardness entirely.]
This lack of light is really going to become a problem. That's the first thing I'm asking URSULA about whenever we finish this exploration.
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... I don't even know your name. [He might as well volunteer his.] Mine is Donatello.
[- and then Stork bumps him and Don actually thought-yells, immediately whirling around to face Stork - which nearly puts them face to face for a moment. Personal space probably needed. Don paddles back almost right after, though maybe not enough to diffuse awkwardness entirely.]
This lack of light is really going to become a problem. That's the first thing I'm asking URSULA about whenever we finish this exploration.