[Something in that statement irks Neil Park, enough to cause the man to look back at the other.]
Look, it's not you--or anything else, for that matter. I'm just not interested in sex.
[It is a mild outburst, but it still rings as unusual. Embarrassment adding to the confusion, Neil glances back to observe their surroundings.
There is, funnily enough, food. Food he would normally reach for, but he's entirely too agitated to take them off the shelves. He does notice a terminal in the back corner, however, and it is this that he approaches.
It probably contains an inventory list, which may be utterly useless to their cause, but considering the circumstances, anything helps. He types a command into the prompt.]
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Look, it's not you--or anything else, for that matter. I'm just not interested in sex.
[It is a mild outburst, but it still rings as unusual. Embarrassment adding to the confusion, Neil glances back to observe their surroundings.
There is, funnily enough, food. Food he would normally reach for, but he's entirely too agitated to take them off the shelves. He does notice a terminal in the back corner, however, and it is this that he approaches.
It probably contains an inventory list, which may be utterly useless to their cause, but considering the circumstances, anything helps. He types a command into the prompt.]