[Nods along with her questions. All those questions. Yeah, the sun, the enemy in the sky. 'Course he knows what that is and he has no idea she thinks he's an idiot who doesn't know a wire from a fireball. Doesn't correct her because who doesn't know of that phrase, grab the sun? Even if the Immortan wasn't worth worshiping in the end, the V8's religious chants still ring through his body. Awe-inspiring and all he knows.]
This thing is mine. I saw it first.
[Saw it first so it's his and he'll probably regret being gluttonous in Valhalla, of all places-- but that's for later. Turns out overwhelming bliss is a farce. Nux feels the same as he did before the crash, just confused and delighted all at once; his envisioned afterlife has not killed his apocalypse mentality.
He swings an arm out, drags it along the floor to collect whatever other pieces are lying around into a sad little pile around his legs.]
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This thing is mine. I saw it first.
[Saw it first so it's his and he'll probably regret being gluttonous in Valhalla, of all places-- but that's for later. Turns out overwhelming bliss is a farce. Nux feels the same as he did before the crash, just confused and delighted all at once; his envisioned afterlife has not killed his apocalypse mentality.
He swings an arm out, drags it along the floor to collect whatever other pieces are lying around into a sad little pile around his legs.]