[It isn't something she can imagine. Nill has always lived in cold places. It was a norm - in her own world, it wasn't even something that ever changed. You were never really hot there, ever. Seasons just didn't exist there. Nill closes her eyes, and she recalls one of the flickers of memories she saw in Davesprite's head. A rooftop towering high in the sky, the sun close enough to touch, everything hot enough to burn. It didn't seem close to what Yosuke was talking about, but it was probably closer than anything she'd personally experienced.
But remembering Davesprite makes her shudder, because he's gone too. Everyone is gone, now, and she doesn't have a single thing left. It's just her, and there's no one left to confirm her memories. To make sure they were real. To tell her they remembered (or couldn't remember) the same things she did or didn't remember, or to understand the experiences she'd been through.
She was all alone, and Shika was dead, and he was a liar.
"Always here", he said.
Liar.
Try as she might, though, Nill couldn't really be mad at Shika. Mostly she was just heart broken, because Shika was gone, and he probably wouldn't be coming back this time.]
You should be more careful. You'll break your nose again.
[She sets her pastry down on a napkin, mostly eaten, and reaches for the teacup. If it's empty she'll just spin it lightly with her fingers.
She doesn't smile, though, and she doesn't laugh. Most of her movements seem oddly mechanical, like she's not really behind them, not really thinking about it. Running on autopilot, or at least trying to. She's a little too tense for it to be perfect, but god if she isn't trying.]
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[It isn't something she can imagine. Nill has always lived in cold places. It was a norm - in her own world, it wasn't even something that ever changed. You were never really hot there, ever. Seasons just didn't exist there. Nill closes her eyes, and she recalls one of the flickers of memories she saw in Davesprite's head. A rooftop towering high in the sky, the sun close enough to touch, everything hot enough to burn. It didn't seem close to what Yosuke was talking about, but it was probably closer than anything she'd personally experienced.
But remembering Davesprite makes her shudder, because he's gone too. Everyone is gone, now, and she doesn't have a single thing left. It's just her, and there's no one left to confirm her memories. To make sure they were real. To tell her they remembered (or couldn't remember) the same things she did or didn't remember, or to understand the experiences she'd been through.
She was all alone, and Shika was dead, and he was a liar.
"Always here", he said.
Liar.
Try as she might, though, Nill couldn't really be mad at Shika. Mostly she was just heart broken, because Shika was gone, and he probably wouldn't be coming back this time.]
You should be more careful. You'll break your nose again.
[She sets her pastry down on a napkin, mostly eaten, and reaches for the teacup. If it's empty she'll just spin it lightly with her fingers.
She doesn't smile, though, and she doesn't laugh. Most of her movements seem oddly mechanical, like she's not really behind them, not really thinking about it. Running on autopilot, or at least trying to. She's a little too tense for it to be perfect, but god if she isn't trying.]