@CATENEACONITO ... P-P-Poor?
[Fiddling with her shackles again... always making some sort of noise. Part of her also entertains the thought of being called Big Sora in similar vein. It's awesome.]
He s-seems happy t-to me. I mean, I'm— f-friends w-with his... y-younger? daughter. (*✨️)
@CATENEACONITO [Coincidentally (or not), he's the one she intended to bring up; it's the concern over his status recalled last minute that halted her speech. Hm.]
There's s-someone a lot like you, actually. He's... r-really tall and strong, too... (*✨️) mister M-Matthias. D-Do you know him?
@CATENEACONITO Hi...
[Purposely jingling around, like some sort of bizarre greeting.]
I l-l-like yours, too! There's a lot, like... um. N-Nevermind. My name is S-Sora.
@breakinnslam ... Okay. T-That'd be the best.
[Gazing right back into Kira's eyes, unfocused as her own now were. It's a bit gay.]
'm r-really tired... [Hardly maintained for long in the end. Their head has come to settle somewhere between the other's shoulder and chest.]
(*🫧)
@breakinnslam I... I do? You think so? I d-d-do try really hard, so...
[Drawn to Kira like a delighted, rumbling magnet. She's just short of rubbing her face on her - also like a cat would.]
Hehehe. I w-wish this could happen all day. (*💭) B-But then I might not like it a-as much... mmm.
@haz3lf3ath3r B-But...
[It's difficult to understand their point. Only moreso with the looming threat of exhaustion muddling her head.
Sora is concerningly light, just as she'd said... yet clings to Heron steadily like a koala may.]
G-Goodnight.
[Was it even nighttime? She couldn't tell.]
things to say to your 𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁:
1. where are my 𝗴𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀
2. how many 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 am i holding up
3. what are your intentions with my 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻
4. i brought my own 𝗲𝘆𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁
5. can i touch your 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝗯𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀
6. i can’t 𝘀𝗲𝗲