[ he stretches, arms going one way and legs going another, maximizing the amount of length he gets as best as he can. it's a habitual thing that has been passed down from ribika to ribika, probably some kind of thing that has been ingrained in their race before their time. he blames his predecessors for many things. this is one of them. that he has to play the part of an inferior species by needing to get every one of those muscles and bones some work before rolling off onto his side into a seated position on the edge of his bunk. ]

I have no reason to fear the unknown.

[ or step into it with trepidation. or be apprehensive towards what may not be in his view. he's seen enough. felt enough. every world that's eventually rejected him did accept him at one point. so why should he face this one any differently? that he's been given a relatively safe place to start is a blessing. it could've been much worse for the both of them. even the strange program on the television doesn't faze him.

what an unusual looking creature getian is, but that doesn't mean leaks has any reason to fear him. wicked talons and uniquely shaped body, feathered wings too. he would like to appreciate this bird in a brighter light if he could. natural curiosity still prevails over self-preservation, time after time after time... ]

There is no point. If we are here, then we are supposed to be here. Denying or fighting against is laughable.

[ fate is fate. ]