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[invocation]

[The melodious sound of chewing can be heard.]

"Leave a message, if you want.

If it's something stupid, don't waste my time with it."

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[invocation]

[It makes her feel guilty, but when Sayaka says that, affirms that she's valued, that she's glad they've met...it makes Kyouko happy. This wars with the tightness in her own chest, the feeling that she can't shake: that she isn't doing enough to help. That maybe, Sayaka won't ever be the same again.

She tries to take her own advice. There's no need to think about those things right now. At least Sayaka is here, and that's all that matters.

...She kisses her forehead.] Aha, you sap. [A tired little laugh.] All this mushy talk all of a sudden. I...

[...] I'm glad we met too. Now go to sleep.

[fortissimos]

It's not mushy.

[ Except it is, so her protest isn't a strong one. She yawns, and for a moment, things almost seem normal: they're together, idly arguing like always, but without any malice behind it. It doesn't take long for the feeling to pass, but she'll remember this moment. ]

... You'd better still be here when I wake up. I'm gonna be mad if you're not. [ The words are mumbled into Kyouko's shoulder, height different negated by the way she curls up. She falls asleep almost immediately, without even waiting for a reply, but that's okay — she already knows what the answer will be. ]

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It's the mushiest thing I've ever heard. [Is Kyouko's response, but she's smiling when she says it. Now that some of the heaviness of this conversation has passed, it feels nice to talk like this.]

I'll be here. [She says it very softly, when she's sure Sayaka has drifted off. It takes her a little longer to fall asleep, but when she does, it is for once, peaceful and without dreams.]