he tries not to flinch, he really does, lifting his hand away from yuca's eerily still shoulder at the mention. chrono's mother had been dead for years - he didn't know how to connect on that level, really. but his best friend--
was fine. would have been fine. without all this happening. chrono repeats it to himself. it doesn't help. ]
...yeah. I miss mine, too.
[ he studies yuca for a moment, that cold curl of something being wrong here trying to make itself known in his chest. but it's been there since he woke up in the ground, and he'd come to ignore it and press on. ]
I'm Chrono. [ he tips his chin to indicate at yima. ] You didn't like what she said, huh?
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he tries not to flinch, he really does, lifting his hand away from yuca's eerily still shoulder at the mention. chrono's mother had been dead for years - he didn't know how to connect on that level, really. but his best friend--
was fine. would have been fine. without all this happening. chrono repeats it to himself. it doesn't help. ]
...yeah. I miss mine, too.
[ he studies yuca for a moment, that cold curl of something being wrong here trying to make itself known in his chest. but it's been there since he woke up in the ground, and he'd come to ignore it and press on. ]
I'm Chrono. [ he tips his chin to indicate at yima. ] You didn't like what she said, huh?