Looking up at the orange-haired girl, his face immediately contorted into a small, awkward smile, tilting his head disarmingly.
"Haha, you could say that, yes," he said, tone polite and high.
Internally, though, he found himself floundering. This was... Futaba... Sakura? Isshiki? Either way, the daughter of his first mental shutdown victim, and even if this was a version of her where, perhaps, no such thing had happened...
No such discomfort in his features though. Only that pleasant smile, pleasant face. A little too perfect to be natural, but nobody ever seemed to notice that.
"How about you?" he asked, voice rising with interest, "have you been here for a while?"
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"Haha, you could say that, yes," he said, tone polite and high.
Internally, though, he found himself floundering. This was... Futaba... Sakura? Isshiki? Either way, the daughter of his first mental shutdown victim, and even if this was a version of her where, perhaps, no such thing had happened...
No such discomfort in his features though. Only that pleasant smile, pleasant face. A little too perfect to be natural, but nobody ever seemed to notice that.
"How about you?" he asked, voice rising with interest, "have you been here for a while?"