He pouts his lips thoughtfully at that. Not that he'd exactly gone out and started to make friends with the skyscraper-sized robots that they shared this planet with, but... Just rejecting them out of hand seems a little off, to Don. "I guess," is what he finally comes up with.
He just laughs. "I've got enough to do without trying to figure out how to play a musical instrument. That's not gonna get us any closer to doing what we need to do here. Whatever that is." But he looks at the little box again and shoves it in his pocket too, with just a touch of a sniffle. "There always used to be guys from that planet playing these things on the street for cash back then." Now's no time for nostalgia, though.
"Ow!" He grabs Marvelous' hand to try to stop him, shouting, "Hey!" and then he rolls his eyes. "I'm gonna take it off before I start cooking, this is just to keep it all from getting tangled." He knows himself pretty well, and walking around for too long with cables looped around his neck is just asking to get choked.
He slides out from under Marvelous and pops the loop off his neck, putting it around the parts on the floor for the moment. He hovers, feeling like he should say something before he moves out of the room. It's not like he's uncomfortable with Marvelous, I mean, he's his captain and his friend. But he's never seen Marvelous so hollow, with bravado making up more of his facade than before.
He misses Joe and Luka, who know how to cheer him up much better than Don does. He didn't realize til now how much of Marvelous' energy he draws from the people around him, and the flavor of Marv without those two is much different. Buuut, he can only do so much. So he just grumbles, "You do so!" and shuffles into the kitchen to wash out the food and put it away.
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He just laughs. "I've got enough to do without trying to figure out how to play a musical instrument. That's not gonna get us any closer to doing what we need to do here. Whatever that is." But he looks at the little box again and shoves it in his pocket too, with just a touch of a sniffle. "There always used to be guys from that planet playing these things on the street for cash back then." Now's no time for nostalgia, though.
"Ow!" He grabs Marvelous' hand to try to stop him, shouting, "Hey!" and then he rolls his eyes. "I'm gonna take it off before I start cooking, this is just to keep it all from getting tangled." He knows himself pretty well, and walking around for too long with cables looped around his neck is just asking to get choked.
He slides out from under Marvelous and pops the loop off his neck, putting it around the parts on the floor for the moment. He hovers, feeling like he should say something before he moves out of the room. It's not like he's uncomfortable with Marvelous, I mean, he's his captain and his friend. But he's never seen Marvelous so hollow, with bravado making up more of his facade than before.
He misses Joe and Luka, who know how to cheer him up much better than Don does. He didn't realize til now how much of Marvelous' energy he draws from the people around him, and the flavor of Marv without those two is much different. Buuut, he can only do so much. So he just grumbles, "You do so!" and shuffles into the kitchen to wash out the food and put it away.