@acquaintedfates “I’ll be fine. I think. Maybe.” - Syo
There is a lot of worry in her eyes, small brows furrowed as she holds his sleeve so tightly in her small hands. Fingers curl into her doll before she presses it into him as an attempt of comfort. It isn’t much, but she has no idea what she needs to do.
“...Please sit.. with Arietta? Syo needs to rest.” A small tug, pleading for him to listen before leaning forward on the tips of her toes. A sniff. Curious if he smelt sick.













