[He gives her a thoughtful silence as he genuinely thinks about it. Lunae, Lunae...the only name that comes to mind is hers.
Krieg doesn't know if he used to know about them, burned out with the holes in his memory dug by drugs. If they were in the news during his addiction, it's guaranteed that he can't remember it--can barely remember where he lived, maintaining enough lucidity only to remember that he wasn't, at least, homeless. By the time he cleaned up he was already locked into the contract with the label--which probably contributed to him not reading the fine print--and he was too busy to spend any time reading headlines.
Not that it would have mattered. They signed on as a band, not individuals.
Noriko is rewarded for sitting through this long, introspective silence with a single syllable:]
no subject
Krieg doesn't know if he used to know about them, burned out with the holes in his memory dug by drugs. If they were in the news during his addiction, it's guaranteed that he can't remember it--can barely remember where he lived, maintaining enough lucidity only to remember that he wasn't, at least, homeless. By the time he cleaned up he was already locked into the contract with the label--which probably contributed to him not reading the fine print--and he was too busy to spend any time reading headlines.
Not that it would have mattered. They signed on as a band, not individuals.
Noriko is rewarded for sitting through this long, introspective silence with a single syllable:]
Nope.