[Sunny looks at Frieda then, looks at her longer than he’s used to actually staring at another person. He doesn’t fidget, doesn’t say anything for a moment. His hand starts to reach out towards her, but he clenches his fist, lowering it.
He wants to tell her he would protect her, even if there were space worms, but… Sunny isn’t strong. Sunny isn’t brave. Sunny isn’t Omori… he’s just himself, and he’s none of those things.
Instead, he nods, redirecting his thoughts.] We… could look. Or make it… up… I’m… good at that…
[It’s maybe more words than he’s used to stringing together, even after having just read the comic out loud. But they’re his words, his voice, his admission… and there was something important about that.]
When I have to force myself not to skip several steps of Char Development, because this was too cute
He wants to tell her he would protect her, even if there were space worms, but… Sunny isn’t strong. Sunny isn’t brave. Sunny isn’t Omori… he’s just himself, and he’s none of those things.
Instead, he nods, redirecting his thoughts.] We… could look. Or make it… up… I’m… good at that…
[It’s maybe more words than he’s used to stringing together, even after having just read the comic out loud. But they’re his words, his voice, his admission… and there was something important about that.]