[ True and not true. When they're all alone and frightened and tired, every kindness costs — and each of them is precious. Maika draws her legs up towards her chest, a little defensively. It's a little softer when she speaks again. ]
...Did he show you? What was his sky like?
[ What was yours, is what she wants to ask, and can't quite yet. ]
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[ True and not true. When they're all alone and frightened and tired, every kindness costs — and each of them is precious. Maika draws her legs up towards her chest, a little defensively. It's a little softer when she speaks again. ]
...Did he show you? What was his sky like?
[ What was yours, is what she wants to ask, and can't quite yet. ]