"Be back in a minute," he says with a quick grin, and heads where Dejah indicates.
As it turns out, filling the kettle takes considerably longer than a minute. First, there's the moment where Curtis simply stares around the room -- bigger than his own living quarters and bathroom combined -- taking in the ridiculous opulence of the place. A shower and a tub, the latter big enough to fit half a dozen people. Towels everywhere. Fuzzy shoes and a robe. It even smells like the greenhouse car, not like a latrine.
Then there's the moment where he finally makes his way over to the sink, tries to locate the taps, and startles back when they switch on automatically. "Jesus," he mutters under his breath, shoving the kettle into the stream. The front's even got machines that turn on the water for you? Really?
Not the time, Curtis. Later.
When he finally emerges, he hasn't tamped down on all the surprise (or weariness, for that matter). Still, gamely, he holds up the kettle -- done -- and heads over to plug it in.
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"Be back in a minute," he says with a quick grin, and heads where Dejah indicates.
As it turns out, filling the kettle takes considerably longer than a minute. First, there's the moment where Curtis simply stares around the room -- bigger than his own living quarters and bathroom combined -- taking in the ridiculous opulence of the place. A shower and a tub, the latter big enough to fit half a dozen people. Towels everywhere. Fuzzy shoes and a robe. It even smells like the greenhouse car, not like a latrine.
Then there's the moment where he finally makes his way over to the sink, tries to locate the taps, and startles back when they switch on automatically. "Jesus," he mutters under his breath, shoving the kettle into the stream. The front's even got machines that turn on the water for you? Really?
Not the time, Curtis. Later.
When he finally emerges, he hasn't tamped down on all the surprise (or weariness, for that matter). Still, gamely, he holds up the kettle -- done -- and heads over to plug it in.