Qeios2014

Woodrow:
I'm not sure what you mean.

Rivatha:
The air. Is the air filtered?

Woodrow:
Why would we filter our air?

Rivatha:
...Beee-cause it is toxic?

Woodrow:
[laughs] The air... is toxic? Um, I think you need to get some more rest. You hit your head pretty hard.

Woodrow:
I don't want to rest, I want to see my father!

Woodrow:
I understand that, but I don't know where he is. We're not in Qeios territory.

Rivatha:
We're not in Qeios?

Woodrow:
That's what I've been trying to tell you, we're in my Village?

Rivatha:
Whoa, whoa, wait a minute... there are other safe havens from the toxins?

Woodrow:
There isn't any toxic air. I'm not sure why you would think there is.

Rivatha:
But I was told that the air isn't safe to breathe!

Comet:
Are you serious? That's completely idiotic.

Rivatha:
Uh... Who said that?

Woodrow:
Oh. That was my friend, Comet. Sorry I didn't introduce you.

Rivatha:
Your dog?

Comet:
No, he doesn't own me! And how would you like it if is called you "human" all the time?

Rivatha:
Oh my gosh! It spoke!

Comet:
Yes I spoke, is it really that shocking?

Rivatha:
As a matter of fact, it is! How is it speaking

Woodrow:
You've never met a dog before?

Rivatha:
The ones in Qeios don't speak!

Comet:
[sigh] Well, there's no helping it. She's completely rude!

Rivatha:
No, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to seem rude. It's very nice to meet you Comet.

Comet:
It's a pleasure to make your aquaintance... Weirdo.