I didn't ask, considering we were trapped underground at the time.
[ Dryly but with plenty of amusement behind it, and also zero explanation about the being underground part. The pit isn't something he'd like to revisit in anything further than details skimming right on past it, though with it comes the realization he hasn't seen Jack around in a while. Even with the separation of being in different locations, there's usually one thing that means. ]
The truck is... [ brief pause while Claude thinks with a crease in his brow, if only because he's digging way back in his memory, ] self-powered, kind of? Like, it was a giant thing made of metal that sort of looked like a wagon with modifications. The guy who was here who created it said there were things to steer with inside but that it'd run as long as it had whatever powered it.
[ Some extremely helpful pantomiming goes along with this as if that'll really help Linhardt picture what's admittedly a vague description even as he attempts to signal each part of that. In the end, though, Claude shakes his head. This will have to be one of those things added to the long list of what to see in the Horizon since explanations can only go so far without an actual example.
Though it's also, maybe, because he also takes careful note of Linhardt's reaction. Namely the slow slide into the water as if that conceals much of either one of them in the end, though he doesn't drop his gaze after that flush he's not so convinced is from the water alone, Claude simply shrugs in response. That can be filed away for later - in the spirit of research, of course, since it's only fair Linhardt gets faced with a little of that too. (Or so it is in Claude Logic, anyway.) ]
Well, maybe if you're lucky you'll get an ability that makes parchments waterproof. The Singularity has its whims.
[ That he's not going to explain either since with a glance up at the clock Claude realizes he's supposed to be meeting someone somewhere in just a few minutes and sits up, intending to climb out of the spring and leave a bit of this to mystery for now. ]
Let me know if no one ends up taking you to the Horizon before the portals to Nocwich close for the weekend. If they don't, we can find an inn somewhere to keep from raising too much suspicion so you can get in there sooner rather than later. But regardless: be careful in Thorne, will you?
they're both banned from finding any horizon vehicles effective immediately
[ Dryly but with plenty of amusement behind it, and also zero explanation about the being underground part. The pit isn't something he'd like to revisit in anything further than details skimming right on past it, though with it comes the realization he hasn't seen Jack around in a while. Even with the separation of being in different locations, there's usually one thing that means. ]
The truck is... [ brief pause while Claude thinks with a crease in his brow, if only because he's digging way back in his memory, ] self-powered, kind of? Like, it was a giant thing made of metal that sort of looked like a wagon with modifications. The guy who was here who created it said there were things to steer with inside but that it'd run as long as it had whatever powered it.
[ Some extremely helpful pantomiming goes along with this as if that'll really help Linhardt picture what's admittedly a vague description even as he attempts to signal each part of that. In the end, though, Claude shakes his head. This will have to be one of those things added to the long list of what to see in the Horizon since explanations can only go so far without an actual example.
Though it's also, maybe, because he also takes careful note of Linhardt's reaction. Namely the slow slide into the water as if that conceals much of either one of them in the end, though he doesn't drop his gaze after that flush he's not so convinced is from the water alone, Claude simply shrugs in response. That can be filed away for later - in the spirit of research, of course, since it's only fair Linhardt gets faced with a little of that too. (Or so it is in Claude Logic, anyway.) ]
Well, maybe if you're lucky you'll get an ability that makes parchments waterproof. The Singularity has its whims.
[ That he's not going to explain either since with a glance up at the clock Claude realizes he's supposed to be meeting someone somewhere in just a few minutes and sits up, intending to climb out of the spring and leave a bit of this to mystery for now. ]
Let me know if no one ends up taking you to the Horizon before the portals to Nocwich close for the weekend. If they don't, we can find an inn somewhere to keep from raising too much suspicion so you can get in there sooner rather than later. But regardless: be careful in Thorne, will you?