“…it would?”
they still don’t understand him sometimes, and him saying those things. gaze shifted to the floor, and crona seemed none the wiser—not realizing if such offer was ‘crazy’.
“yeah… sure, that sounds better than here.”
“…oh.”
they don’t seem to protest that, having already been a step or two behind him.
“…if you say so. i think it’ll be even worse for you, though… reaper boy.”
…guess he’s not so little anymore.
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( they don’t seem to realize, just hovering like they’re his sleep paralysis demon. the apology gets a step back, finally. )
no—uh, i mean… it’s okay, you were just sleeping a lot and maka said you’d miss dinner. sorry for waking you.
( ah … the corner feels even safer now with maka there, even if … a little cramped. )
do i have to…? i feel like… they’re all gonna stare at me.
…and i don’t want to upset anyone.
that act drew crona’s attention away from the crowd and back to him, eyes widening. 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?
“… you’re going to make them stare at you now.”


















