[Mari’s advice might have been true for herself - though it seemed like being better than perfect was a pretty high bar to set - but for Sunny… he hadn’t improved at all. If anything, he had gotten worse.
Sure, he had always struggled with communication (or what people expected out of communicating, he could do it just fine non-verbally), but now his vocal cords had withered from not using them. His throat hurt with the slightest provocation. Not to mention his weakened physique…
He wasn’t sure how anyone would consider him useful here. Really, Sunny was just deadweight… including to his sister. His grip wrapped a little tighter around her as he looked down into the River.]
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Sure, he had always struggled with communication (or what people expected out of communicating, he could do it just fine non-verbally), but now his vocal cords had withered from not using them. His throat hurt with the slightest provocation. Not to mention his weakened physique…
He wasn’t sure how anyone would consider him useful here. Really, Sunny was just deadweight… including to his sister. His grip wrapped a little tighter around her as he looked down into the River.]