[ well, if there had been any doubt that the two of them were definitely from different worlds, or at the very least different timelines... that is the last nail in the coffin. there's no small amount of wonderment in Abel's eyes, and it isn't put-upon, either; while perhaps he might have been adding a little dramatic flare to his eagerness... it is rather amazing.

he's sitting here talking to a man from not only an entirely different walk of life, but from one of those infinite worlds he had touched upon in his surreal dreamscape. it's... amazing. ]

Ilus... [ he echoes the foreign name almost absently. not just a world discovered, but colonized-- the people of Amos's home had gone far beyond Abel's. ] What was it like? Was it already colonized when you made it there, Mr. Amos...? Ah, that's-- that's really awesome, you know that? You've not only lived in space, but... on colonies far and away from earth?!

[ ...ha. he'll let slide any further idiocy commentary regarding personal hygiene in space-- it seems he's a dog with another bone, for now. (poor Amos, his life has suddenly become A Thing, hasn't it--) ]