Scene Sunday #42

"Hey."

Omega glanced over his shoulder to see Prime approaching him. He'd known he was coming, of course, but it was polite to wait to 'notice' him until he made himself known. Prime flashed him a smile that Omega only half returned.

"Hey, Prime. Did you need something?"

Prime shrugged. "Last week when I came in they told me you were out on a trip, and I wanted to know how things went. It's uh, not like you to actually leave."

Omega returned his gaze to the surrounding landscape, growing more tinged with orange and pink as the sun neared the horizon. "Yeah. Not like us to fall so far away from home, either."

Prime instantly looked concerned. "Someone fell out of the timeline?"

Omega nodded slightly. "One of the little ones. Took a while to find him, but he's ok now."

"I didn't realize we could end up so far away..." The skeleton looked thoughtful, and as ever, worried.

Omega shrugged. "In theory I suppose we could end up anywhere. Hopefully I won't have to make a habit of this, though."

Prime moved closer, leaning against the railing next to Omega. "Are you ok?"

Omega sighed, rubbing his face with a hand and trying to focus on the motion and feeling. "I'm tired. It's a lot of effort for me to move—really move—and I'm not quite settled back in yet. I'll be fine in a day or two."

Prime frowned, but didn't press further. "Ok. Well, if there's anything I can do for you..."

Omega flashed him a wry smile. "Don't go falling a week's worth of travel outside my range and we'll be golden."