[ The screen illuminates what is either a normal-sized man or a decently large teenage boy, his expression serious, brows knit low over his blue eyes. They are a bit shadowed in a way usually indicative of poor sleep, though he otherwise looks very healthy, if not a bit sun-ravaged if the red stripes of skin across his nose and forehead are any indication. ]
Hi.[ He blinks, then lifts an arm to wave a little uncomfortably to the camera. He's very clearly unused to this kind of thing, and has to keep redirecting himself to look at the place where the camera is. ]
Listen, sorry if I ask any stupid questions, I'm still working this thing out. My name's Reiner, I know a bunch of you already, I think -- if I have it right about how this works. I still need more practice. [ Which draws out a sheepish but affable grin from him briefly, and an accompanying hand gesture that indicates that's part of what he's doing right now. ]
So, I've been sort of curious about... ah. Motivation, I guess is what you'd call it. What's inspiring you? Everyone has something, like a person or a goal. What do you do, if it's not here?
You don't have to say it if it's personal or anything, I'm just wondering. It seems like it'd be harder.[ He pauses, as if trying to remember if there was anything else -- then he snaps his fingers. ]
Oh yeah, one more thing. If a guy like this shows up-- [ He holds a hastily done drawing up. ]
And if anyone runs into him before I do, can you make sure he doesn't dehydrate and pass out like an idiot?
Thanks. I'm done now.