The wind ruffles his hair gently as he stares into the sun. No need to worry about damage to his retinas anymore, or was it his corneas? He absently wishes he'd paid more attention in biology class.
He has plenty of room for introspection and outrospection and thinking in general. Not much else to occupy his time between attempts to "acquire" him by various cabals. He only knew of two at first, but now there are more, and he wonders if this is better, or worse.
He supposes it doesn't matter much, and closes his eyes to enjoy the breeze.
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notes:
I know outrospection isn't actually a word. D: