Celris forgot her worries with Neff for now as she stared in awe at the landscape. She grinned at the prospect of running through it, wondering what secrets such a dangerous place could hold.<br/><br/>Osbourne watched her face and tilted his head, turning back to survey much of what he'd once called home.<br/><span style="font-style: italic">She's probably thinking of it as a playground of some sort.</span><br/>He shrugged and observed the doll, "Indeed." he said, responding to the doll's tone, "It seemed easier to journey through when I had wings."<br/>He felt a pinge of that same heavy feeling that accompanied his loss of flight, sadness? His old home was still beautiful to him...perhaps there would be some remnants after they were done, he could at least return and admire the magma fields...<br/>He knew this wish was a vain one, but he pressed on all the same.<br/><br/>Neff stared at the landscape, uncomprehending the enormity of the situation. He still couldn't quite grasp their goal...destroying something...something physical? Abstract? He didn't know. He'd just follow Prometheus and the Feral girl.<br/>He didn't, however, enjoy the idea of getting so close to such extreme heat. He wasn't as light or as fast as the others, and he didn't have the assurance of combat experience...at least, to his knowledge.<br/>Neff felt that he'd held metal tools at one time, but he wasn't too sure they were weapons. Perhaps he'd...sowed and cultivated from the earth? He quite liked that idea.<br/>He caught himself, several steps behind the others and jogged to catch up.<br/><br/>"We can do this! Onward!" The Feral girl shouted, laughing.<br/>He didn't know what the joke was, but he chuckled too, just because she didn't seem to like him much and doing so might raise her cheer.<br/>"Would you like a lift, Prometheus?" Neff patted his shoulder, smiling.