[Her eyes snap back to him, brows knitting together, because his best friend? Gone? Losing Kirishima a few days before had been an unpleasant surprise, sure, but this is... something else entirely. Goodbye, happy-go-lucky mood! Hello, worry.]
He—
[...Well. Cutting herself off with a sigh, she carefully scoots around the bunny still chillin' in place. He doesn't seem to mind.]
Okuyasu... I'm so, so sorry. [Hugging someone sprawled on the floor is, uh, awfully difficult to do? She gently brushes a hand against his cheek instead, leaning over a bit to study his face.] How are you feeling?
[Like SHIT, she's sure, and probably angry to boot, but just in case he wants to talk about it...]
sounds like the name of a ren fest booth
He—
[...Well. Cutting herself off with a sigh, she carefully scoots around the bunny still chillin' in place. He doesn't seem to mind.]
Okuyasu... I'm so, so sorry. [Hugging someone sprawled on the floor is, uh, awfully difficult to do? She gently brushes a hand against his cheek instead, leaning over a bit to study his face.] How are you feeling?
[Like SHIT, she's sure, and probably angry to boot, but just in case he wants to talk about it...]