“For crashing into you, of course.” A pair of gazes reflecting different shades of brilliant blue were connected one moment and torn the next, the teal-haired girl eyeing her company’s seemingly inexplicable movements with a certain, but languid curiosity.
Something was different.
“Are you looking for something—?” An unusual question considering the situation, but wordlessly observing the other was permitting a sense of uneasiness to settle in her gut. That ill sensation… Avoid it!
「Do not delve.」
Again, that voice rang unending through her head, an echo that simply would not cease. Restless, drowning in the inescapable melodies that plagued her mind day and night, the girl’s patience was further exhausted with every second that passed her by. Hurry! Time is running short—
— \ ☣ “Oh."
One… two… three…
At last she settles with the truth as it slips between her lips like the breeze on this ordinary day, not too harshly nor daintily. What she is hearing is far from a surprise. It is an apology, no doubt, harboring the same tactics as hellos—simple fillers that piece together a platform for needless chatting, no happiness, no sadness, no strings attached. Ultimately, a standalone that remains so unless it becomes lucky enough to extend into a conversation.
Resistance takes more work, does it not? She decides to accept the empty seat without hesitation after shaking her head ‘no’, claws digging into her pockets to fish a pair of power bars. To have purchased two, oh! the force nature enjoys a twist for she has had no thought of who would have initially adopted the second treat.
Old habits die hard.
The droid moves again, asking, “Want one?" _