He turns his head to check that Martin's still alive and hasn't started to eat sand yet - only a matter of time, he thinks - then glances up at her with a disdainful expression.
'If there were that stuff on my Earth, then people would know about it. And we don't.'
Yes, he likes his generalisations, at times. But hell, for all he knows, this Eath and his could be the same. He's clueless about such matters and there's really no way to check.
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Date: 2006-03-20 05:16 am (UTC)He turns his head to check that Martin's still alive and hasn't started to eat sand yet - only a matter of time, he thinks - then glances up at her with a disdainful expression.
'If there were that stuff on my Earth, then people would know about it. And we don't.'
Yes, he likes his generalisations, at times. But hell, for all he knows, this Eath and his could be the same. He's clueless about such matters and there's really no way to check.