WHY SO SHINY / farming first
[he steps slowly between the rows of plants, careful not to disturb anything, not even to rustle the leaves of the crops. in a dreamlike way he doesn't know or question how he got here, but at the same time he feels very acutely aware that he doesn't belong; in his heavy black boots, and his black leather uniform, with his weapon gloved at his side and his battle scars and his -- everything]
[he almost turns back, but he makes himself take one more step, and then he catches sight of the man down the row of crops and freezes]