[ Having returned to the station with the intention of trying (and ultimately failing) to get a peek at the Observation Deck for a second time, David's second stop is invariably stasis, to check on Syd and on Amy. To search for more of his family, though at times it seems an impossible task. The kind of thing that would take years.
He'd do it though, without question.]
Huh? [ The question pulls him out of his thoughts, the half-formed mental map he'd made of the area fading as he turns toward Clarke, brows raised. ] Sorry. I didn't think anyone else was down here.
[ Then his gaze shifts, catching on the open pod and — ] Oh. You've just — I'm sorry, I don't — how can I help?
thesa station;
He'd do it though, without question.]
Huh? [ The question pulls him out of his thoughts, the half-formed mental map he'd made of the area fading as he turns toward Clarke, brows raised. ] Sorry. I didn't think anyone else was down here.
[ Then his gaze shifts, catching on the open pod and — ] Oh. You've just — I'm sorry, I don't — how can I help?