[ It's convenient, that Sayori's not looking at him completely, because partly as she sweeps a tear away, partly because of what she says...Alex finds himself glancing off to the side too, now that they're able to look at each other.
His eyes fall on the sculpture that Beaky still rests atop of. It keeps his gaze, and he swallows. ]
I... Yeah, okay. Thanks, you- ...You're a good friend.
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His eyes fall on the sculpture that Beaky still rests atop of. It keeps his gaze, and he swallows. ]
I... Yeah, okay. Thanks, you- ...You're a good friend.