[ Yuri's attention lingers on the girl for a moment longer, a soft smile on his face when she digs in and appears to enjoy the treat. These kids deserve more and better than their lot, just like the orphans back home. What kind of world is Zenith meaning to build, by robbing more children of their parents?
He just doesn't know. But he doesn't think it's a better one. ]
They shouldn't, not when the future will belong to these guys.
[ His words are quiet, contemplative, as his expression sobers. He turns his focus back to Nebula, shifting his basket idly. The weight is of little consequence, though the wicker digs into his arm. ]
But there's people like us too, yeah? [ People who notice. People who see. Yuri considers something, painted lips taking a thoughtful bent, before be pivots to— ] ...Mind giving me a hand with distributing these? I can't help noticing we've got a captive audience.
picks up a grumpy blue guardian like simba
He just doesn't know. But he doesn't think it's a better one. ]
They shouldn't, not when the future will belong to these guys.
[ His words are quiet, contemplative, as his expression sobers. He turns his focus back to Nebula, shifting his basket idly. The weight is of little consequence, though the wicker digs into his arm. ]
But there's people like us too, yeah? [ People who notice. People who see. Yuri considers something, painted lips taking a thoughtful bent, before be pivots to— ] ...Mind giving me a hand with distributing these? I can't help noticing we've got a captive audience.