Critter has kept its word so far. We have no reason to believe it's lying. Even if it is... wouldn't it feel better to give up something trying? Then, if it is lying, the only thing we can blame is it.
[Robin looks at the coat curiously. She can tell, just from how he's handling it, that it's dear and precious to him.]
...Memories are fair game as well, Owada. I have no idea what Critter would take, only that it's dear.
[Sorry, Mondo... but Robin can see the terror in your eyes. She smiles gently, softly, placing her hands on his shoulders. Her own eyes... she's not bothering to hide her feelings on the matter.
She's not afraid. She doesn't want to disappear, but her look is one of quiet acceptance -- the inevitably of someone who death once almost claimed, and who knew could have been only a matter of time until death returned once more.
There's no words she can give to comfort him here. No promise of things getting better. But there is thing she can give to him, and with how Mondo's quietly accepted her affection until now, she hopes this will help.
And so, she's suddenly stepping by him, kissing his forehead lightly (or at least the part she can reach without poking her eyes out on your hair) like an older sister... or a mother... might do to calm her troubled relation.]
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[Robin looks at the coat curiously. She can tell, just from how he's handling it, that it's dear and precious to him.]
...Memories are fair game as well, Owada. I have no idea what Critter would take, only that it's dear.
[Sorry, Mondo... but Robin can see the terror in your eyes. She smiles gently, softly, placing her hands on his shoulders. Her own eyes... she's not bothering to hide her feelings on the matter.
She's not afraid. She doesn't want to disappear, but her look is one of quiet acceptance -- the inevitably of someone who death once almost claimed, and who knew could have been only a matter of time until death returned once more.
There's no words she can give to comfort him here. No promise of things getting better. But there is thing she can give to him, and with how Mondo's quietly accepted her affection until now, she hopes this will help.
And so, she's suddenly stepping by him, kissing his forehead lightly
(or at least the part she can reach without poking her eyes out on your hair)like an older sister... or a mother... might do to calm her troubled relation.]