Only a little. [She doesn't seem fazed by the comment, content to move away with just a mild flicker of disappointment and tired regret when she's still close enough.
That regret escalates to full on guilt for a brief moment at the topic change.]
You mean where the space station was, right?
...
Do you think there's gonna be boats, or something? Or maybe a beach? That's where people like to use these kinds of things, right?
[She is going to work on throwing her bedding and all her discarded plushies back onto her hammock. Big dog, a fish with plastic pieces pinned onto it, and a little plushie of a blond dude with a green cape and a weird headband.]
Probably. [ she replies lazily. ] It looks like we're in a boat right now, doesn't it? I couldn't make head's or tails of last week, but this is pretty easy.
[ there's a carefree and listless feeling that lingers around izumo. she should get up and out of her hammock but she just. doesn't feel like it. maybe in a bit. ]
[It's unfamiliar, to have such a laid-back feeling resonate.]
Mmn... Maybe. Last week reminded me of something, but I... I don't really remember what it was. Definitely not spaceships, though.
[She'll blow her bangs out of her face as she hops back into her hammock, sitting in it backwards to be opposite her roommate.]
You're... Izumo-chan, right? [It's sincere and curious, genuinely delighted, and there's a twinge of something sad when she recognizes the face as the girl who looked so broken at the execution.] We haven't gotten to meet yet, I don't think.
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That regret escalates to full on guilt for a brief moment at the topic change.]
You mean where the space station was, right?
...
Do you think there's gonna be boats, or something? Or maybe a beach? That's where people like to use these kinds of things, right?
[She is going to work on throwing her bedding and all her discarded plushies back onto her hammock. Big dog, a fish with plastic pieces pinned onto it, and a little plushie of a blond dude with a green cape and a weird headband.]
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[ there's a carefree and listless feeling that lingers around izumo. she should get up and out of her hammock but she just. doesn't feel like it. maybe in a bit. ]
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Mmn... Maybe. Last week reminded me of something, but I... I don't really remember what it was. Definitely not spaceships, though.
[She'll blow her bangs out of her face as she hops back into her hammock, sitting in it backwards to be opposite her roommate.]
You're... Izumo-chan, right? [It's sincere and curious, genuinely delighted, and there's a twinge of something sad when she recognizes the face as the girl who looked so broken at the execution.] We haven't gotten to meet yet, I don't think.
I'm Hikaru. Shidou Hikaru.