"Yeah! I haven't dug too much into it. I've spent a lot of time since I arrived working on bringing myself up to speed with modern chemistry, physics, and technology in general... it's changed a lot from what we had at home."
"No," she admits. "I pick up a little bit of work for my warden here or there, but I haven't bothered to learn shit."
She's been filling her weeks up with distraction after distraction, jumping from one thing to the next –– until these past few days, she hasn't given herself many minutes to breathe. To think.
Hange, who did not come over here to drink to the edification and improvement of Tess, shrugs. "Oh, well. I don't know much about opportunities like that myself. I did ask Rhys Strongfork to teach me some things about cybernetics, do you know him?"
"Ah, yes." Mixed feelings mostly because Moblit laid down his life to preserve Hange's and all she gave up was this eye, but, not talking about it! "Well, you know, lacking depth perception is absolute shit, and you never know what's going to happen around here. It's good to stay in fighting trim."
"Could be a death sentence back home," she remarks. "And you had that whole... contraption on you back there, the thing with the boxes and the blades. Can't imagine that's easy to use with bad depth perception."
"It's not! I mean, I mostly adjusted to it, but it makes it harder than it needs to be." Tactical gear usage is risky enough when the wearer is fully abled. "Plus, from what I hear it's possible to build in some useful utilities to artificial eyes like that. Rhys and I aren't there yet but in some ways they're better than, you know, the originals..."
"I believe it's modular once they're in there! Risk is pretty minimal, I believe. My main worry is, you know..." Hange makes a vague gesture, and then reaches to top up Tess and herself. "I like swimming. Ocean swimming. Rhys assures me that we can account for water and sand and such, but seawater is hard on most every material."
"Oh, probably. But goggles aren't perfect. They leak, pop off... Rhys says we can make them hold up, but I don't want to rely on technology I don't understand and can't fix, eh?"
"Mm," Tess hums. That would be a problem. "If you can't fix it yourself, then it just becomes a liability. Not a lot of people with complex prosthetics in my world."
"Yeah! That's why I'm learning from Rhys. I'll get on top of it, and if I don't, I won't accept the prosthetic. Kind of strange how a machine is more reliable than a regular old eye, huh? Although," Hange taps next to her one remaining eye, beside her nose, "My eyes have always been shit. Heh heh."
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"I admire the commitment, taking advantage of what the barge has to offer. Me, I am never going to be a scientist."
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She's been filling her weeks up with distraction after distraction, jumping from one thing to the next –– until these past few days, she hasn't given herself many minutes to breathe. To think.
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"I've heard the name here or there, but I haven't met him," she replies. "He's friends with your inmate, yeah?"
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And she taps on her eyepatch. It's remarkable to think of being able to build a new, functioning eye, but her feelings are actually a bit mixed.
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"If you're going to live on a barge with a cybernetics lab, you might as well take advantage. No point in living without if there's an alternative."
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Or who knows, maybe it is.
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"I guess if you like the new one a lot, you can eventually replace the other, too."
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"Never have to do kegels in your life. Could add all sorts of fun features."
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