[ Okay, okay, okay. This is happening, somehow. Or she's going nuts. Even more... than usual. Sayori wasn't the only one who wasn't ready to accept this, she knew it. But other people weren't going through her type of existential despair. Little did she know, she would find a bird of her feather. But instead of panicked pacing-- she was huddled in a corner.
She looked so small. It reminded her of Natsuki. Very, very briefly, the older girl thought to mind her own business. But she couldn't bring herself to look away. So Sayori breathes in, and slowly approaches Futaba with a soft voice. ]
Hi... Do you mind if I sit here with you?
[ Can't even bring herself to say "it's alright!" off the bat, she's chastising herself for this, what kind of optimism and dissipation of worries can she instill with an attitude like that... but she hasn't entirely recovered from this ordeal, that might actually be more concerning if no one minded this at all. ]
Retrieval
She looked so small. It reminded her of Natsuki. Very, very briefly, the older girl thought to mind her own business. But she couldn't bring herself to look away. So Sayori breathes in, and slowly approaches Futaba with a soft voice. ]
Hi... Do you mind if I sit here with you?
[ Can't even bring herself to say "it's alright!" off the bat, she's chastising herself for this, what kind of optimism and dissipation of worries can she instill with an attitude like that... but she hasn't entirely recovered from this ordeal, that might actually be more concerning if no one minded this at all. ]