( SOU. )
…Company? She was requesting his company?
Well, now this was weird alright. A mild tingle of discomfort still loomed at the thoughts of even considering lowering his guard to her, even when he’d just settled for ignoring his paranoia out of exhaustion a pair of minutes ago. She was still an enemy to him, she was right on mark about that. But to put their rivalry away to give her a safe space for… thoughts in company? Maybe?
He was evidently hesitant, needless to be said when his expression turned from surprise to discomfort and back to his current annoyance. He’d turned his gaze away, looking at the fake scenery outside the windows for a pair of seconds before another heavy sigh left his lips, one hand running through his seafoam mane while his head now hung in defeat.
It took him a full minute of silence or so, but he’d ultimately lifted his body just slightly to slide over to the other extreme of the cushioned sofa, and grant the girl a spot on it―next to him, he thought begrudgingly.
❝ As long as you don’t do anything suspicious, I guess I can comply. Stay on your own side, though.❞
That was right. While it wasn’t the best company, by all means, but she’d take what she could get at this point. She too felt rather uncomfortable just asking the question, but felt it was necessary -- if only to keep her somewhat sane. A selfish decision on her part, and if he’d refused, she would have simply gone back to her room, or at the very least taken a walk to keep her mind occupied.
❛ You don’t need to tell me twice. ❜ Upon hearing his approval, she looked over to him, a smile -- genuine -- tugged at the corners of her lips. Sara felt relieved, in a sense, knowing that she wouldn’t have to spend her night alone with the shadows at the end of her bed. Unless of course, the being manifested itself already. There, in the corner of her vision, she saw the shadow - the being that had been haunting her for god knows how long now. She began to panic, her breath catching in her chest as she sat herself down quickly on the opposite end of the couch. Her hands fumbled in her lap, and her eyes darted from Shin to the floor, where it was safe to look. The smile she had just worn had long-since faded, why had he appeared now of all times... Just when she’d gotten rid of him too.
It was going to be okay. ‘ It isn’t real. It isn’t real. It isn’t real. ‘ She had to ignore it. It’d go away soon enough. A deep breath, and she attempted to regain her composure. She had to say something -- anything -- to keep her from acknowledging its existence right now. ❛ Ah... How is Kanna doing? ❜ Her voice shook momentarily, taking a brief moment to clear her throat before speaking up again. ❛ ...I hope you’re taking good care of her. ❜
