[Where Nagito had been his (potentially normal) cheery self, Sunny had been watching. Listening. Committing things to memory.
He was more than content to let Nagito talk - and lead.
So when the other picked up a book in the strange room they found, eyes practically aglow, Sunny figured it was worth seeing what was so interesting.
Nagito’s question causes him to shake his head - no, he couldn’t read it either… which was strange. If only there was a computer or a linguistic book around here that might help translate.
Sunny starts looking around the room for one of those… but the books are all unreadable. He might be pouting somewhat at that.]
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He was more than content to let Nagito talk - and lead.
So when the other picked up a book in the strange room they found, eyes practically aglow, Sunny figured it was worth seeing what was so interesting.
Nagito’s question causes him to shake his head - no, he couldn’t read it either… which was strange. If only there was a computer or a linguistic book around here that might help translate.
Sunny starts looking around the room for one of those… but the books are all unreadable. He might be pouting somewhat at that.]