[Every introvert should be so blessed as to have someone else talk to service workers for them. Maybe this is Heaven after all? It's not in Idia's repertoire to talk openly in front of strangers, so he stays quiet until they walk away together, another checkpoint completed. Tailing after Azul, he sidesteps carefully around a couple of stray cherubs, who flutter by nonplussed.]
Mostly everything. You know... [An unspoken "you know how I am". Which is weirdly... a comfortable thought. Ironically that doesn't settle well in his chest. Quickly, he moves on.] Do they have BGs in Heaven? Ah-- [MORE IMPORTANTLY] They have Internet, right??
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Mostly everything. You know... [An unspoken "you know how I am". Which is weirdly... a comfortable thought. Ironically that doesn't settle well in his chest. Quickly, he moves on.] Do they have BGs in Heaven? Ah-- [MORE IMPORTANTLY] They have Internet, right??
you got games on your phone?