[ If nothing else, Sousei swooping in like Batman brings a small smile to her face. Fingers dislodge their tentative grip on the unwanted box, teetering somewhat helplessly on the waste bin’s rim. Pyrrha lets it go and is content to forget about it for the moment. She has better things to do! Like, for instance, say, ]
Hello Captain.
[ It’s good to see him again. That much comes through in her tone. ]
I’m glad to see you’re doing well, considering the circumstances—
[ Unfortunately, as the present topples off the bin and onto the ground, the trash receptacle is very, very put out by this fact. ]
I’M SO ALONE. [ Launching upward, it flies over toward Sousei, gently prodding the man’s knees. ] DO YOU LOVE ME, Aвe ɴo Soυѕeι? [ The name is pronounced mechanically, words automated, as if they were plucked straight from an entirely different recording. (Because they totally were.) ]
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Hello Captain.
[ It’s good to see him again. That much comes through in her tone. ]
I’m glad to see you’re doing well, considering the circumstances—
[ Unfortunately, as the present topples off the bin and onto the ground, the trash receptacle is very, very put out by this fact. ]
I’M SO ALONE. [ Launching upward, it flies over toward Sousei, gently prodding the man’s knees. ] DO YOU LOVE ME, Aвe ɴo Soυѕeι? [ The name is pronounced mechanically, words automated, as if they were plucked straight from an entirely different recording. (Because they totally were.) ]