"But, But Scott! Dillon!" Ziggy whines a bit before finally settling next to Dillon. He readjusts his jacket, huffing dejectedly as he smooths the front down a bit.
He actually refrains from commenting aloud about how they haven't heard from Dr.K since she stuck them on that weird train with the crazy coffee lady. It's upsetting enough as it is, all unspoken worry, and all.
There are so many people gathered here at the moment. Or maybe it just seems like a lot since most of them are Reds. Not that Ziggy has a problem with Scott, but still. Reds were the leaders, right?
Plus they're still in unfamiliar territory, and so maybe Ziggy is a little nervous. Give him a break.
"Ours don't talk." Ziggy finally supplies, when the one with the little anime Eagle Racer defends his, um... anime Eagle Racer.
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He actually refrains from commenting aloud about how they haven't heard from Dr.K since she stuck them on that weird train with the crazy coffee lady. It's upsetting enough as it is, all unspoken worry, and all.
There are so many people gathered here at the moment. Or maybe it just seems like a lot since most of them are Reds. Not that Ziggy has a problem with Scott, but still. Reds were the leaders, right?
Plus they're still in unfamiliar territory, and so maybe Ziggy is a little nervous. Give him a break.
"Ours don't talk." Ziggy finally supplies, when the one with the little anime Eagle Racer defends his, um... anime Eagle Racer.