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To call it a theme park seemed misleading, Aadhira thought. It was large and full of things he'd only seen on television and not at all a quiet place to picnic or frolic through flowers. He hadn't particularly wanted to do either of those, but now he found himself with quite a lot to do instead. Dr. J had opted out; something in her research had reached a critical point, and she actually hadn't been home in the last forty-eight hours. But, she'd said, that was no reason for Aadhira to remain cooped up. There had been a long speech on responsibility (interrupted frequently by her staff), and the knowledge that if this proved too much for Aadhira, he would not be allowed out alone.

Whatever, he had his cell phone. He'd be fine. Still, he'd worn a pair of sunglasses and dressed lightly. Gambino itself was always a bit hotter than Durem and he'd be in the sun all day. For a moment, he wished he could devour sunlight instead of glow-light. There was sort of slight difference there he wasn't sure about. Maybe Dr. J would know.

He shook his head, the silver jewelry pieces in his hair knocking together. A little silly to wear out, but they'd become a sort of armor for him. Now, though, he was busy floating around aimlessly, staring at the map and trying to figure out where in the spoke-wheel hell he was actually located.

For once, Aadhira had not been paying much attention to his surroundings. His heads had been buried in the map quite thoroughly. So, when Pohl appeared quite suddenly, with a cheeseburger, and breathing heavily, Aadi flinched. The map crumpled in his hands and he blinked rapidly, his eyes glowing in muted alarm. Then he took a deep breath through his nose. Another raevan, here?

Color Aadi thoroughly confused. And this sort of innocent confusion wasn't a bad feeling, so he didn't immediately move away. Instead, he smiled, blindingly white.

"Hello. I didn't expect to meet any raevans here." He looked again at the tray, wondering if it would be rude to ask why in the world a raevan was carrying around a burger. "I'm Aadhira."

Aadi regarded Pohl curiously. "A little scary kid?" he repeated. "You're not frightening, maybe a little startling. I'm not sure you could be scary. Do you want to be?" If so, Aadhira would simply switch his tune to support that. It was easy enough to do. "You are the.... the... I don't know how many raevans I've met, but I have not talked to many for a long while. I hope I'm suitable for a first." The change in tone was honestly really interesting and Aadhira slowly scanned the raevan.

"Yes," he said, enthusiasm creeping into his voice, if only because he could sense that was what Pohl wanted to hear. Then he blinked. "Ride what?"

Aadhira glanced at the building. He was going to die. But he would be damned if he did it with anything but a daredevil of a smile on his face. Especially recently, he'd taken to ironing out the cracks in the sorts of fronts he presented to others. It was important that he look a certain way to everyone around him.

The ride was going to ruin his hair. At least he'd brought a comb. "I would love to ride - with you. But what about that?" He pointed almost languidly to the food Pohl held.