[That gets her in an unexpected soft spot. Vanya looks stricken for a moment. She blinks, and her eyes are brown again.]
Oh. That's... nice to hear.
[Her voice is thick when she says that, and she feels like an idiot. Someone tells her that her teddy bear, who may or may not be alive, adores her and now she's ready to cry? Good God, Vanya, get yourself together.
She clears her throat. Her eyes are still brown.]
Are you--you and your friend, do you need help getting around? Nothing here is exactly to your scale, I guess, and I'm new too so I was planning on exploring anyway.
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Oh. That's... nice to hear.
[Her voice is thick when she says that, and she feels like an idiot. Someone tells her that her teddy bear, who may or may not be alive, adores her and now she's ready to cry? Good God, Vanya, get yourself together.
She clears her throat. Her eyes are still brown.]
Are you--you and your friend, do you need help getting around? Nothing here is exactly to your scale, I guess, and I'm new too so I was planning on exploring anyway.