⥊ ꜰᴜɴᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴀʟʟ

@☾ ᴠᴇsᴘᴇʀ ᴇʟᴏᴡᴇɴ Silver honest didn't know why he had to come to the stations with the fellow plant's gard but he was going to do his job until it was over, he wasn't someone that wouldn't finish or do tge job properly. Silver looked over to the gard standing beside him before giving a hum and nod at the question "yes, I've never really felt comfortable in the stations but I will do whatever job is given to me" he admitted to the other before getting back to work, he still wasn't sure how to react or act around people he didn't know but he was doing his best to be a nice to tge people around him.

@✹ sɪʟᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴅʜᴀʀᴛ Little missions out to the stations were always necessary to keep the world going. The numbers were always equal, each side always had the perfect representation - neither side would accept anything else. It was a strange truce, one which depended on total, awkward equality or else things could quickly devolve. So, while he’d come to check up on the people he knew around the place, someone else from the opposing planet also had to be around.

That brought them to the moment they were currently at. Stood, in the functions hall, where Vesper was looking around. He had very little reason to come out to the stations most of the time, but to give his people a checkup so they knew they hadn’t been forgotten about surely had to be nice. He looked over to the man he stood with - a guard, from Silia, and smiled fleetingly. “I’m sure you’d much rather be anywhere else but here right now, right? I like the message behind these places and their neutral zones, but they always feel a little strange to me.”