[the answer is immediate: the ringtone makes him jump, he doesn't even look at the name and just sort of -
hopes. assumes. ]
When? Now?
[she sounds so - different. the rasp to her throat is such a startling change to the soft, high-pitched voice he last remembers her with. she sounds so grown up, a million miles ahead of him in so many ways. ]
[ his voice is the same. the sound of it — big, like him. she just watched him find his things that first day, a crow perched above him. it’s different, interacting with this vander, precisely because he’s exactly as he was, untouched by time, shimmer and hextech.
jinx isn’t. ]
Unless you want to let the shamblers in for some [ imitating sanji ] bouillabaisse first, yeah.
[ a weighty pause. ]
You know where our rooms are, right.
[ our, as if silco is still here. she preserved his room accordingly (apart from the jacket she now wears, hanging off her smaller frame). ]
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no subject
hopes. assumes. ]
When? Now?
[she sounds so - different. the rasp to her throat is such a startling change to the soft, high-pitched voice he last remembers her with. she sounds so grown up, a million miles ahead of him in so many ways. ]
no subject
jinx isn’t. ]
Unless you want to let the shamblers in for some [ imitating sanji ] bouillabaisse first, yeah.
[ a weighty pause. ]
You know where our rooms are, right.
[ our, as if silco is still here. she preserved his room accordingly (apart from the jacket she now wears, hanging off her smaller frame). ]