( Basil watches as Sunny's expression shifts a little when he speaks again, frowning heavily in turn. His brows knit together then, and he feels himself tense up, fingers folding together in front of him. )
Why... Why are you looking at me like that...?
( He doesn't understand. Why does he look so scared? )
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Why... Why are you looking at me like that...?
( He doesn't understand. Why does he look so scared? )