Dan shivers at the description of a regimented world fighting against the human inclination towards sloppiness and messiness, but it probably looks like he’s just still recovering from the cold. In a few words Miguel has described something that sounds, to Dan, indistinguishable from Hell. Dan’s never been able to put himself at peace with orders, structures, dictated from forces he can’t see or understand or negotiate with. Nueva York would do worse than chew him up and spit him out; it sounds like it might inter him.
But it’s not his place to air these concerns to Miguel. For better or worse, sometimes people get defensive about the worlds they come from - and far be it for Dan to commit himself to an impression of a place he’s never met, full of people he doesn’t know, when all he has to work on are a few sentiments from a relative stranger.
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Dan shivers at the description of a regimented world fighting against the human inclination towards sloppiness and messiness, but it probably looks like he’s just still recovering from the cold. In a few words Miguel has described something that sounds, to Dan, indistinguishable from Hell. Dan’s never been able to put himself at peace with orders, structures, dictated from forces he can’t see or understand or negotiate with. Nueva York would do worse than chew him up and spit him out; it sounds like it might inter him.
But it’s not his place to air these concerns to Miguel. For better or worse, sometimes people get defensive about the worlds they come from - and far be it for Dan to commit himself to an impression of a place he’s never met, full of people he doesn’t know, when all he has to work on are a few sentiments from a relative stranger.
“And at second glance, how would it seem?”