[Barry watches Angus quietly for a long time, looking like he's considering whether or not he wants to answer him at all. He's an older boy, looking kinda anxious about something, and Barry has had a pretty bad track record talking to anxious older boys lately.]
... Th'planets.
[He points to the circles he's drawn in the sand, all of varying sizes, some with rings drawn around them. It doesn't look anything like the solar system Angus would call home - but it does look like a plausible solar system, all things considered. The outermost planets are bigger, further apart than the smaller ones closer to the center, clustered around the binary suns. There are even little dots that look like they might be asteroid belts here and there.]
Look, here's the suns, Seotania and Seuyama. And over there's Valia and Clacatera and Aphus, and Hastippe, 'course. [Duh, don't you know the name of your own planet, Angus? The one from a Prime Material Plane nothing at all like your own? Come on now, keep up.
Barry keeps rattling off the unfamiliar names of the different planets, pointing to each one, like he's presenting his homework to a teacher. No kids his age think the planets and the vacuum of wildspace are as cool and interesting as Barry does. He's already bracing himself for Angus to make fun of him.]
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... Th'planets.
[He points to the circles he's drawn in the sand, all of varying sizes, some with rings drawn around them. It doesn't look anything like the solar system Angus would call home - but it does look like a plausible solar system, all things considered. The outermost planets are bigger, further apart than the smaller ones closer to the center, clustered around the binary suns. There are even little dots that look like they might be asteroid belts here and there.]
Look, here's the suns, Seotania and Seuyama. And over there's Valia and Clacatera and Aphus, and Hastippe, 'course. [Duh, don't you know the name of your own planet, Angus? The one from a Prime Material Plane nothing at all like your own? Come on now, keep up.
Barry keeps rattling off the unfamiliar names of the different planets, pointing to each one, like he's presenting his homework to a teacher. No kids his age think the planets and the vacuum of wildspace are as cool and interesting as Barry does. He's already bracing himself for Angus to make fun of him.]