Sayori continued to cry, but she slowly began to calm down. Sanson had a strange effect on the young girl and she was already beginning to feel a lot better. Everything still hurt, but at least the pain was fading a bit. The young girl was already fond of him.
âO-okay, I think Iâm a bit better now. Th-thank you Charlie. W-with everything thatâs been going on itâs nice to know that someone caresâŚeven if they r-really shouldnât. A-and you give me too much credit for being kind and caring, I-I really donât do much haha, barely get out of bed every morning. Youâre right about pain and self-worth, the p-pain never really goes away and the only way I-Iâm ever gonna find any worth is if I look for it in myself. Itâs justâŚhard sometimes wh-when you feel like the world doesnât want you to be happy and n-nothing you do is ever going to matter. B-but if you believe that I can do it th-then I will do my best not to disappoint, I p-promise.
Sayori nuzzled into Sanson and buried her face in him once more. He was very comfy and she didnât want to move for a bit, but she did agree that they should probably leave and not cause a scene. At the very least, she stopped hyperventilating.
âGoing home sounds nice butâŚI donât really know where to go. Iâm really new here and I havenât been around much, so I couldnât tell you where to go eheheâŚsorry. Sitting down and talking with you sounds really nice though, is there somewhere else we could do that?â
Normally the young girl would be very flustered at the prospect of being alone with him, but the need for a friend and some conversation had immediately overridden any semblance of shame or embarrassment that she may have had.
If she was not certain of where to go, he would simply take her to his own âhomeâ. Of course he realized how improper that may end up seeming, however he simply did not care about appearances. It was not as if his motivations were improper, and it was rare he used the room himself anyway.
The sensation of her against his chest was odd he thought. He was not a hero. This may be something that most Sabers or Lancers were used to, but this had never been a role of his. He was an Assassin for a reason, but there was a certain feeling that came with it. While he knew it was not a place he could assume, to be holding the âdamsel in distressâ in such a way gave him not so much a pride but an experience he did not dislike. He could understand why so many heroes preformed such events.
âI will take you somewhere else then. Do not worry, I will ensure it is safe.âÂ
âTell me of your own world. Mine is, complicated. While I can say I understand the ways and time of this city, I cannot say I have experienced it.â he said to her, mostly to calm her down. And also to distract her from the fact that they once they were out of the hall and into the city that they were moving much faster than a human should be able to.
âYou spoke of friends, tell me of them. My own... associates are far from what one could consider to be normal. Eccentrics is the least that they can be called. Tell me of your normal. Tell me of the world that has formed around you. The dull, as well as the exciting.â
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