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[withsadness]

@ missprincessmary

Hi, this is Mary!

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[withsadness]

[It takes her a moment to realize how quiet he's being. To realize that he'd only been communicating with her via text. She catches his hand and presses her cheek into it.]

What happened to your pretty voice?

[equinoctials]

[ He shakes his head, but he's still smiling, more to reassure her than anything else as he starts to stand. Riku takes her hand in his and moves to sit her on whatever's at hand -the edge of a bed or a chair, he isn't picky.

He sits on the floor, the better to put them a little more on even ground, pulling his tablet out of his pack. Typing, then holding up the screen to show her: ]

A spirit wanted to borrow it.
It'll come back.

[withsadness]

[Mary waits patiently as he types, settling in at the edge of the bed and fiddling with the edges of her sleeves. She frowns a little bit at the sentiment, out of an innocent sort of concern.]

Did they ask you nicely first?

[equinoctials]

Not sure. I'm not too good at their language.

[ A little white lie, like he used to think of stories like Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy. ]

It doesn't sound like you had a nice dream. Did you wanna talk about it?

[withsadness]

[Mary looks down, seeming unsure.]

I don't know. I just never saw the sun before, so I thought when I'd finally get to, it would be different. I didn't think it would hurt so badly, like how I died, but slower.

[equinoctials]

[ It's difficult to describe what Riku's expression might mean, he locks it up tight enough that he seems somber and unaffected, but his eyes go a little bit wide in realization before he casts them down. ]

It's not supposed to.

[ He continues to type: ]

It should be warm and pleasant.

[withsadness]

Like a hug?

[That's what she wanted...what she hoped.]

Hugs are warm and pleasant.