[ For Ben, that feeling had been profound when he was young; any time he would see regular kids his own age, they were like another species to him. He desperately wanted to be like them, to be normal. But he could never imagine it. It felt like such a gulf. And sometimes, that gulf spread between himself and his siblings, too. Adrift was a good word for it.
Ben wonders what it was that had set Genji adrift in a sea of other people. His profession? Or was that a result rather than a cause? He doesn't really know how one gets into the ninja profession. Had he even had a choice, or was he raised into it?
There's just no way to ask that sort of question to someone you've just met, though. Even if it would help to even out the disparity between how much Genji now knows about him, thanks to the comics, and how much he knows about Genji. But that's just the way it goes.
Instead he focuses on answering the questions Genji asks. ]
'Have' isn't exactly the word I'd use. We weren't controlling them. There were nanites around. They went haywire and started lurking in the shadows, reading people's minds and then assuming the form of their worst nightmares. So that sure was a fun week.
[ He says it with wry humor, since obviously, it was terrible from start to finish. ]
Nothing like just trying to walk down a corridor and coming face to face with your deep-seated trauma or whatever. Also they attacked anybody who didn't run like hell, so that was a whole... thing.
[ Ben sticks to describing the experience of running into the nanites rather than even trying to explain the science behind why they acted that way or how they did it. Peter is the guy who understands all that, not him. ]
Hell yeah, it looks cool.
[ He still kind of wonders why walk around in armor all the time, but Genji had said it was for fighting. Maybe he's used to living in such peril that it's just normal for him now. Plus that light trick is rad. Ben doesn't really blame him. Honestly, if there were some socially acceptable way for him to go around with a mask over his face constantly, so no one could see his expressions.... he might go for it. As he was so acutely reminded recently, the whole concept of being watched and looked at... not really a fan sometimes. ]
Is it bulletproof?
[ Ben just asks out of curiosity, but then laughs a moment later at his own eagerness. ]
Wow, super didn't mean that to sound so much like I was going to pull out a gun if you said no, oops.
no subject
[ For Ben, that feeling had been profound when he was young; any time he would see regular kids his own age, they were like another species to him. He desperately wanted to be like them, to be normal. But he could never imagine it. It felt like such a gulf. And sometimes, that gulf spread between himself and his siblings, too. Adrift was a good word for it.
Ben wonders what it was that had set Genji adrift in a sea of other people. His profession? Or was that a result rather than a cause? He doesn't really know how one gets into the ninja profession. Had he even had a choice, or was he raised into it?
There's just no way to ask that sort of question to someone you've just met, though. Even if it would help to even out the disparity between how much Genji now knows about him, thanks to the comics, and how much he knows about Genji. But that's just the way it goes.
Instead he focuses on answering the questions Genji asks. ]
'Have' isn't exactly the word I'd use. We weren't controlling them. There were nanites around. They went haywire and started lurking in the shadows, reading people's minds and then assuming the form of their worst nightmares. So that sure was a fun week.
[ He says it with wry humor, since obviously, it was terrible from start to finish. ]
Nothing like just trying to walk down a corridor and coming face to face with your deep-seated trauma or whatever. Also they attacked anybody who didn't run like hell, so that was a whole... thing.
[ Ben sticks to describing the experience of running into the nanites rather than even trying to explain the science behind why they acted that way or how they did it. Peter is the guy who understands all that, not him. ]
Hell yeah, it looks cool.
[ He still kind of wonders why walk around in armor all the time, but Genji had said it was for fighting. Maybe he's used to living in such peril that it's just normal for him now. Plus that light trick is rad. Ben doesn't really blame him. Honestly, if there were some socially acceptable way for him to go around with a mask over his face constantly, so no one could see his expressions.... he might go for it. As he was so acutely reminded recently, the whole concept of being watched and looked at... not really a fan sometimes. ]
Is it bulletproof?
[ Ben just asks out of curiosity, but then laughs a moment later at his own eagerness. ]
Wow, super didn't mean that to sound so much like I was going to pull out a gun if you said no, oops.