Somehow, that's not the answer Maine is expecting.
His head hurts too much to try and make sense of the wheres, whens, and hows of this absolutely ridiculous situation, though he supposes Miles' answer isn't all that surprising. Why else would they be anywhere other than the Milky Way, when not even the Covenant is capable of intergalactic travel?
MAINE is what he finally writes in the dirt, a few seconds later. He rests an elbow on his knee and hooks his chin into his palm, turning his head slightly to fix Miles with an expectant stare.
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His head hurts too much to try and make sense of the wheres, whens, and hows of this absolutely ridiculous situation, though he supposes Miles' answer isn't all that surprising. Why else would they be anywhere other than the Milky Way, when not even the Covenant is capable of intergalactic travel?
MAINE is what he finally writes in the dirt, a few seconds later. He rests an elbow on his knee and hooks his chin into his palm, turning his head slightly to fix Miles with an expectant stare.