There's a quiet moment as the realization of all this sets in. And then he's laughing. It's a mirthless cackle, full of mania that goes on for several seconds longer than the laugh of any sane man likely should. It's probably telling that even one of the wait staff on the ship stops in her rounds. "Sorry, are you quite alright, sir?" A glass of wine is snatched from her tray, and tilted to the genome's lips. "Fine! Off you go." The glass is empty and the waitress gone, by the time he speaks again. "Ahaha... what comedy. The end of a world averted, only to be whisked off to another and wouldn't you know it, another wannabe nihilist with a god complex plots to put an end to this one. I knew something was wrong when I saw those damned dolls."
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It's probably telling that even one of the wait staff on the ship stops in her rounds. "Sorry, are you quite alright, sir?"
A glass of wine is snatched from her tray, and tilted to the genome's lips. "Fine! Off you go."
The glass is empty and the waitress gone, by the time he speaks again. "Ahaha... what comedy. The end of a world averted, only to be whisked off to another and wouldn't you know it, another wannabe nihilist with a god complex plots to put an end to this one. I knew something was wrong when I saw those damned dolls."