( He heads out from the multi-bed room he's been working on sorting his thoughts out in, pacing the metal halls with even, stately steps. While there are all sorts of things going through his head, and enough of them are exclamation points about space, he has to be glad that this universe is advanced enough to possess gravity in station instead of leaving them all floating. Though that would have also been cool...
He shoves the thought aside as he reaches the kitchens, taking the device out of his ear and placing it into his sleeve. He's tall, but not excessively so; right at the two metre mark, and dressed in robes that look historical, and are, such as they could be. He even has a hair crown through which his half-puled back hair forms a steady base for, the rest loose and down his back.
He casts a cool look around, less intent and more the general lack of expression his features falls into naturally. Looking for his kitchen adventure companion for tea, hoping she's seen some electric kettle he hasn't, yet. )
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He shoves the thought aside as he reaches the kitchens, taking the device out of his ear and placing it into his sleeve. He's tall, but not excessively so; right at the two metre mark, and dressed in robes that look historical, and are, such as they could be. He even has a hair crown through which his half-puled back hair forms a steady base for, the rest loose and down his back.
He casts a cool look around, less intent and more the general lack of expression his features falls into naturally. Looking for his kitchen adventure companion for tea, hoping she's seen some electric kettle he hasn't, yet. )