pcs ☕ emma

[blackcoats]

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[blackcoats]

... About the same as you, I think.

[ what's that saying—"misery loves company"? xion may still be sorely lacking in general worldly knowledge, but she can definitely understand the sentiment behind that particular adage. ]

Axel told me what happened... it looks like we were both really unlucky, compared to some of the others.

[foodbin]

I guess so.

[Still, she can't help but think it's different; she's already spoken to Sol about a prosthetic, but she doesn't know of anything that can replace the function of an eye. Besides, that's not taking into account the larger problem Xion is facing.]

Hey, about this weekend... I bet everything is going to turn out alright.

[blackcoats]

. . .

I hope so.

[ she's making an attempt to agree with emma's optimism? it... isn't quite fully there, though. she knows life isn't always nice. ]

[foodbin]

...Nobody's going to let you down. We'll figure it out, okay?

[Truth be told, it's not as though she's very predisposed to optimism, but she wants to at least try.]

[blackcoats]

[ okay, that gets a tiny but genuine smile out of her. ]

... Thank you. You're really nice for saying that, even if you don't really know me.

[foodbin]

[She waves her hand as if to dismiss that notion, keeping the same smile on her face.]

Anybody would say the same thing. We've got you covered.