[Is he a little pettily annoyed when Sara speaks up before Kanna can finish? Yes. But he can try and be the better person here. He'd almost forgotten she was there...
He takes a step swinging outwards so they're all facing each other, breaking the hug; the arm closest to Kanna lingering for a second more before returning to it's usual place. He's still standing close to her, the way Sara might remember... going into a room to see them there like peas in a pod.]
Yep. Just the two of us, though.
[The spell's sort of been broken... now he has no idea how he's going to deal with this. He wipes the edges of his eyes with a thumb matter-of-factly, falling back into a default. It's one thing to want to change, another to rip off every inch of your own tattered stitched-together skin. He should know.]
Let's get you out of here, Kanna.
[Maybe she'd disappear like smoke and mirrors, the moment he took his eyes off her, and he knows he'll hate the school deeply and vindictively for it, but he couldn't live with himself either, insomuch as he still can, if he didn't try. She can't stay here, in the silent dark with only corpses.
...it's probably apparent that thoughts of the laptop have been detonated. That sort of thing happens even when you're not behind it, Sara.]
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Date: 2021-09-13 12:47 pm (UTC)He takes a step swinging outwards so they're all facing each other, breaking the hug; the arm closest to Kanna lingering for a second more before returning to it's usual place. He's still standing close to her, the way Sara might remember... going into a room to see them there like peas in a pod.]
Yep. Just the two of us, though.
[The spell's sort of been broken... now he has no idea how he's going to deal with this. He wipes the edges of his eyes with a thumb matter-of-factly, falling back into a default. It's one thing to want to change, another to rip off every inch of your own tattered stitched-together skin. He should know.]
Let's get you out of here, Kanna.
[Maybe she'd disappear like smoke and mirrors, the moment he took his eyes off her, and he knows he'll hate the school deeply and vindictively for it, but he couldn't live with himself either, insomuch as he still can, if he didn't try. She can't stay here, in the silent dark with only corpses.
...it's probably apparent that thoughts of the laptop have been detonated. That sort of thing happens even when you're not behind it, Sara.]