[She catches the motion of his hand out of the corner of her eye, turns her face and watches as he touches...something on his own face that she can't quite see now, beneath his fingers like that.
It's a familiar motion. Her own hand finds the raised ridges of scar tissue on her neck in sympathy.
And then she reaches out to take Alex's hand, to try and gently coax it away from his injury and hold it between her own. There's protective conviction in her voice—not necessarily a rare feeling for Sayori, but not one that's often expressed.
After all that shit we've been through, your you-ness is like, ten thousand bucks. Hopefully it's still worth at least that much.] Right! Sometimes bad stuff happens but it's not like it is at home, I promise. Nothing is coming after you like that.
And I definitely won't let anyone hurt you while we're hanging out so don't worry about that either! [You know, should he choose to take her up on this insomnia distraction offer.]
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It's a familiar motion. Her own hand finds the raised ridges of scar tissue on her neck in sympathy.
And then she reaches out to take Alex's hand, to try and gently coax it away from his injury and hold it between her own. There's protective conviction in her voice—not necessarily a rare feeling for Sayori, but not one that's often expressed.
After all that shit we've been through, your you-ness is like, ten thousand bucks. Hopefully it's still worth at least that much.] Right! Sometimes bad stuff happens but it's not like it is at home, I promise. Nothing is coming after you like that.
And I definitely won't let anyone hurt you while we're hanging out so don't worry about that either! [You know, should he choose to take her up on this insomnia distraction offer.]