[ It's nothing that he could recognize as being specifically from Leith-- everything smells foreign to him, alongside the scent of metal and grease. The scent that he'd picked of Jason outside is much stronger now, and it's probably lodged permanently into his memory whether he wants it to be or not.
There's a sense of adventure that Scott feels himself drawn to, one that he hadn't really indulged in since he was a kid. Though he doubts, from Jason's countenance, that it's all fun and games.
He smiles, and it looks especially stupid given his puffy left eye. ]
Is that a suggestion? You maintain this ship on your own, right? I wouldn't mind learning a thing or two.
[ He's never going to have a ship, but he's saving up for a bike! ]
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There's a sense of adventure that Scott feels himself drawn to, one that he hadn't really indulged in since he was a kid. Though he doubts, from Jason's countenance, that it's all fun and games.
He smiles, and it looks especially stupid given his puffy left eye. ]
Is that a suggestion? You maintain this ship on your own, right? I wouldn't mind learning a thing or two.
[ He's never going to have a ship, but he's saving up for a bike! ]