Sam shifts on his branch, letting his legs hang. One hand goes to where the pod of his BB might have been strapped to his chest, force of habit. It just kind of falls awkwardly through the space.
"Beached Thing. Basically someone's Ka stuck over here instead of moving on. Ghosts."
Just wait until Chris learns that Sam's bodily fluids actively repel ghosts...
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Sam shifts on his branch, letting his legs hang. One hand goes to where the pod of his BB might have been strapped to his chest, force of habit. It just kind of falls awkwardly through the space.
"Beached Thing. Basically someone's Ka stuck over here instead of moving on. Ghosts."
Just wait until Chris learns that Sam's bodily fluids actively repel ghosts...