it takes him a moment to notice. the truth is, he's been a bit overwhelmed since his arrival, between the squids and the artificial limbs and glass eyes and hawker stalls and candied apples. (he'd always thought he would like them more, and then every time it turns out the caramel's almost too sweet, and it kind of makes his teeth hurt?) and to top it all off, he keeps seeing lights in the corner of his eyes, just out of reach. lights he's seen before - lights he wants to see, almost as much as he's terrified of knowing just where they lead. ]
Huh? [ and then, before she's had a chance to repeat herself, her words click and he says abruptly: ] Oh. I don't think so? I don't know how I get home, at least, and you're probably... Not from Kansas? Maybe?
[ (there is a song beneath her words, so quiet as to be almost silent but readable in the lips if you watch close enough. a beautiful voice like that sounds fragrant incense and echoes like honey as she speaks. it's okay, it murmurs, and i miss you, and please, stay safe. but nobody says a word, or asks why she's singing.) ]
ii; using he-him since she's not aware of it but nona is free to pick up on "girl"!
it takes him a moment to notice. the truth is, he's been a bit overwhelmed since his arrival, between the squids and the artificial limbs and glass eyes and hawker stalls and candied apples. (he'd always thought he would like them more, and then every time it turns out the caramel's almost too sweet, and it kind of makes his teeth hurt?) and to top it all off, he keeps seeing lights in the corner of his eyes, just out of reach. lights he's seen before - lights he wants to see, almost as much as he's terrified of knowing just where they lead. ]
Huh? [ and then, before she's had a chance to repeat herself, her words click and he says abruptly: ] Oh. I don't think so? I don't know how I get home, at least, and you're probably... Not from Kansas? Maybe?
[ (there is a song beneath her words, so quiet as to be almost silent but readable in the lips if you watch close enough. a beautiful voice like that sounds fragrant incense and echoes like honey as she speaks. it's okay, it murmurs, and i miss you, and please, stay safe. but nobody says a word, or asks why she's singing.) ]
Um. If it's okay to ask, where are you from?