[ While Sayori looks at her, Beaky simply tilts her head. She has no answers, no hidden solution to this riddle. Alex is a simple boy, though. It's not hard to puzzle out, if given enough pieces.
Funny, Sayori's mindful of her tears and here Alex had been just about bawling. It seems only her addressing her own crying clues him in, and he ducks away to rub his cheeks with a sleeve. The more he time spends here, the more he's worrying less about the pang of embarrassment that comes with...what, showing vulnerability? Something like that. He can't analyze that right now--Sayori's nudging him, which is actually funny, given their height difference.
It'd be worse if he weren't slouching. ]
Lucky. [ There's something light under those words. Something accepting. Mista'd asked him about fate. Alex still hates even the thought of it. It sets pins to his skin and fills his veins with fire. But luck... Luck, he thinks he might be able to coexist with that. ] Yeah, sure is, isn't it? Hip hip hooray for insomnia.
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Funny, Sayori's mindful of her tears and here Alex had been just about bawling. It seems only her addressing her own crying clues him in, and he ducks away to rub his cheeks with a sleeve. The more he time spends here, the more he's worrying less about the pang of embarrassment that comes with...what, showing vulnerability? Something like that. He can't analyze that right now--Sayori's nudging him, which is actually funny, given their height difference.
It'd be worse if he weren't slouching. ]
Lucky. [ There's something light under those words. Something accepting. Mista'd asked him about fate. Alex still hates even the thought of it. It sets pins to his skin and fills his veins with fire. But luck... Luck, he thinks he might be able to coexist with that. ] Yeah, sure is, isn't it? Hip hip hooray for insomnia.