[ Sitting is good. Breathing is good. After a moment, Hunter slowly sits too, his layers of armor collapsing gently around him. He sniffles again, and there's more soft, wet noises coming from behind his mask. He winds up having to tilt just the bottom edge up a little so that he can breathe without choking on his own tears.
It's a lot to have in a first conversation. Then again, when's the last time he talked to ANYONE about this? At all? Ever? ]
... They sound amazing. Your uncles. [ And sensei, but he doesn't recognize the word, so he isn't confident enough to reply using it in a sentence. ] Were they human like you?
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It's a lot to have in a first conversation. Then again, when's the last time he talked to ANYONE about this? At all? Ever? ]
... They sound amazing. Your uncles. [ And sensei, but he doesn't recognize the word, so he isn't confident enough to reply using it in a sentence. ] Were they human like you?