[ Normally Neil's the one who rises to the challenge and fills the silence. He's often complained that his companions can't hold a conversation to save their lives, but it's never been particularly difficult to make up for it himself.
Right now, he has absolutely nothing to say. His head feels like it's made of lead. He hasn't hated himself this much since the days right after the attack.
So they walk in silence, and enter the room in silence. It's spooky, not because of how little Setsuna has personalized it but because of the faint remnants of personalization that existed before him. ]
Cozy. More furniture than the rooms on the Ptolemy for sure.
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Right now, he has absolutely nothing to say. His head feels like it's made of lead. He hasn't hated himself this much since the days right after the attack.
So they walk in silence, and enter the room in silence. It's spooky, not because of how little Setsuna has personalized it but because of the faint remnants of personalization that existed before him. ]
Cozy. More furniture than the rooms on the Ptolemy for sure.