After weeks of semi-successful settling in, perhaps X shouldn’t be surprised that things went to hell in a handbasket so quickly. He’s not surprised, though, not exactly. Just… hurt.
In the following days, he takes nearly any excuse he can for a distraction, and today’s distraction presents itself in the form of an attempted conversion. Multiple religious belief systems coexisting peacefully is something X still hasn’t quite adjusted to, and he finds himself moving to intercept before he can think about it, like there’s an unspoken guarantee someone’s going to get punched. He’s just caught himself and sat back down when –
-- well. That’s the opposite of someone getting punched.
He moves a couple of seats closer, just in time to hear that mumble. “Maybe it’s a rest day,” X suggests. “A break from work that he forgot to observe. Did you say anything to him?”
C!
In the following days, he takes nearly any excuse he can for a distraction, and today’s distraction presents itself in the form of an attempted conversion. Multiple religious belief systems coexisting peacefully is something X still hasn’t quite adjusted to, and he finds himself moving to intercept before he can think about it, like there’s an unspoken guarantee someone’s going to get punched. He’s just caught himself and sat back down when –
-- well. That’s the opposite of someone getting punched.
He moves a couple of seats closer, just in time to hear that mumble. “Maybe it’s a rest day,” X suggests. “A break from work that he forgot to observe. Did you say anything to him?”