[ daylight follows after rosinante, waving the spirits who scuttle by the pair. he notes they seem to be giving him a lot of space. outright swerving to prevent being touched by him.

... huh.

well— he has bigger things to focus on at the moment. like answering rosinante’s questions as they head to the kitchens.

daylight explains that, upon waking up, he immediately noticed he could see the colour yellow again. he could tell since one of the medics who was overseeing his medical stasis was painted primarily in yellows and greens. he knew the galateion well so the immediate shock of seeing the hue got his attention.

he had tried to explain his situation to the others but, again, they found it hard to believe. all physical proof of his time on beacon didn't exist on daylight when he was expected. (after all, he couldn't exactly be forced to eat spirit flesh if he had no stomach to contain it in the first place.) ] ... But I remembered everything. It was all clear as crystal to me. Your names, your faces... The information I learned while I was here.

[ his lips twist at that point, a cross between a rueful smile and a grimace. ] Guess I should count my blessings for that bit. Made it easier to confront certain things when the time came.