[Like hiding in someone's closet while they shout through their door at someone downstairs. That kind of reception, that kind of awkwardness. He's never heard someone in his head he didn't have a Pact with before, and the feeling Yu might get from him now is of someone shuffling into his shadow, nervous.
So, no, probably not ready for this, but what else can he do? He is ready to be out of the maze, at least, and somewhere safe.
Chatterclock's feeling the strain of their adventures, too, worn buzzy the way a child might be after too much fun. His energy reserves are low like a burnt-out candle, and even his mental voice sounds a bit like mumbling.]
Maybe you should do what she said and wait for your friend to get here.
[He's not even the one walking and he's tired, fuck.]
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[Like hiding in someone's closet while they shout through their door at someone downstairs. That kind of reception, that kind of awkwardness. He's never heard someone in his head he didn't have a Pact with before, and the feeling Yu might get from him now is of someone shuffling into his shadow, nervous.
So, no, probably not ready for this, but what else can he do? He is ready to be out of the maze, at least, and somewhere safe.
Chatterclock's feeling the strain of their adventures, too, worn buzzy the way a child might be after too much fun. His energy reserves are low like a burnt-out candle, and even his mental voice sounds a bit like mumbling.]
Maybe you should do what she said and wait for your friend to get here.
[He's not even the one walking and he's tired, fuck.]