[There is a small whir of actuators as Velocity shifts her weight back and forth for a few moments]
I don't think I've heard that sort of thing before. So it's just... steps in a process? Maybe?
[If she sounds uncertain to the point of dubiousness, it's because she is. Along with...]
Does it help? Returning to things after a break? Usually I just... attempt to power through until I have to stop. That's how I managed to write all of my papers and tests for school. The words might have wanted to wiggle off of the page, but if you concentrate hard enough, they... well, they still wiggle, and give you a headache for your troubles, but there'll be less of them to deal with. Probably.
Everything is part of the process. The failures, the breakthroughs, right up until completion.
[He thinks it makes perfect sense. The rest, he considers.]
I feel like it does. There can be external influences or experiences that can be rather eye-opening. I can't say I haven't taken the approach of pushing through to finish something, but...the resulting is never really as satisfying. Like. A nagging feeling that I could have done something differently, something better. Maybe others can't tell, but I always can.
[Velocity didn't know what to think of this different perspective, but... it did sound like it would weigh less upon you, didn't it? If everything linked up together, if even the failures weren't failures but just a way you learned not to do something. It was very tempting. As was what he said next]
That does make sense... after submitting things, I always found places where I would have gone into more detail or come to different conclusions.
[Another thoughtful frown, and she hesitated as a very small wish bubbled up in her chest, but...]
Do you think... do you think I could work on some of these things nearby you, sometimes? Ratchet said I ought to keep writing research papers to keep myself stimulated, and, well... I don't go very many places with anyone, aside from the medibay and the library. It might be nice.
[It might seem like his answer's too quick, too casual. From his perspective it isn't a difficult thing to decide. It's some form of asking him to help with a problem, isn't it? It's a refreshingly different sort of problem, although at the same time, kind of strange since he might not really be doing much of anything except just. Being there.
Huh. He'd never really thought about it in that sense, even though it's something their father had taught them early on.]
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I don't think I've heard that sort of thing before. So it's just... steps in a process? Maybe?
[If she sounds uncertain to the point of dubiousness, it's because she is. Along with...]
Does it help? Returning to things after a break? Usually I just... attempt to power through until I have to stop. That's how I managed to write all of my papers and tests for school. The words might have wanted to wiggle off of the page, but if you concentrate hard enough, they... well, they still wiggle, and give you a headache for your troubles, but there'll be less of them to deal with. Probably.
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[He thinks it makes perfect sense. The rest, he considers.]
I feel like it does. There can be external influences or experiences that can be rather eye-opening. I can't say I haven't taken the approach of pushing through to finish something, but...the resulting is never really as satisfying. Like. A nagging feeling that I could have done something differently, something better. Maybe others can't tell, but I always can.
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That does make sense... after submitting things, I always found places where I would have gone into more detail or come to different conclusions.
[Another thoughtful frown, and she hesitated as a very small wish bubbled up in her chest, but...]
Do you think... do you think I could work on some of these things nearby you, sometimes? Ratchet said I ought to keep writing research papers to keep myself stimulated, and, well... I don't go very many places with anyone, aside from the medibay and the library. It might be nice.
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[It might seem like his answer's too quick, too casual. From his perspective it isn't a difficult thing to decide. It's some form of asking him to help with a problem, isn't it? It's a refreshingly different sort of problem, although at the same time, kind of strange since he might not really be doing much of anything except just. Being there.
Huh. He'd never really thought about it in that sense, even though it's something their father had taught them early on.]
Just let me know, yeah?