[ That earnestness is always disarming. As exasperated as Choso makes her, Marcille could never be upset with him for long when his intentions are good. (From what she's seen of him, anyway.)
It's not healthy, she almost says. It makes me worry. You have to take care of yourself and stay alive for as long as you possibly can.
The doors open and they amble along before she can verbalize her feelings.
She's patient, worried more about him dragging along walls or tripping over himself from with weirdly purposeful he is with every step. ]
I've got it. I visited Yuji there once while you were out.
[ When he was having a nightmare..... Anyway, thankfully these doors are similar to the ones on the base, sliding open once the resident comes close to them. She leads him inside. ]
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It's not healthy, she almost says. It makes me worry. You have to take care of yourself and stay alive for as long as you possibly can.
The doors open and they amble along before she can verbalize her feelings.
She's patient, worried more about him dragging along walls or tripping over himself from with weirdly purposeful he is with every step. ]
I've got it. I visited Yuji there once while you were out.
[ When he was having a nightmare..... Anyway, thankfully these doors are similar to the ones on the base, sliding open once the resident comes close to them. She leads him inside. ]
Which one's your bed?