[ More is in the tube and he doesn't know who he is - that sensation in itself somehow manages to be the only thing about this situation that feels even halfway familiar.
He's happy to just... sit on the tube floor and dwell on the strange and transient nature of his nameless existence, until other tubes start shattering and a fear of being left behind begins gripping him instinctively.
So he's... knocking on his tube, waving a little. Hello?? Little help here?? ]
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He's happy to just... sit on the tube floor and dwell on the strange and transient nature of his nameless existence, until other tubes start shattering and a fear of being left behind begins gripping him instinctively.
So he's... knocking on his tube, waving a little. Hello?? Little help here?? ]