[It's fine. Peko would rather the silence than, well. Angry accusations, for one. She's still kind of reeling over the idea of not being dead, so she's more than willing to give him time to gather his thoughts.
His expression is... curious though. Her brows furrow as she studies him, arms moving from the semi-defensive posture from before to cross more comfortably across her chest.]
No...? That is... a relief. [She's still looking like she's expecting him to lash out -- and why would't he? -- but there's something more pressing than the fate of their entire world, in her mind.]
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His expression is... curious though. Her brows furrow as she studies him, arms moving from the semi-defensive posture from before to cross more comfortably across her chest.]
No...? That is... a relief. [She's still looking like she's expecting him to lash out -- and why would't he? -- but there's something more pressing than the fate of their entire world, in her mind.]
Is... Are any of our classmates here?