☣ fourth story. (video ... or action, if you like )
( Ellie's in a tree. Pretty high up, actually, although after a second she tilts the mirror up to face her a little more. She's leaning back in it, pretty relaxed, and she's starting to look less hollow than she did last time she used the vine; the benefits of crashing with Emilia and eating all her food, apparently.
There's a moment, where she seems to debate whether or not to talk, and shrugs her shoulders to try and loosen them up. )
This... social thing. The dance? I'm not feeling too crash-hot on that. ( A pause. This is very awkward. )
I know there's a whole... bunch of places here. Sometimes people make stuff-- things from home?
( She sets her jaw - just spit it out. ) Has anyone... seen or, uh, made... any churches? That kinda place? I was gonna ask the cats, but uh... I'd rather know from one of you, I guess.
This is stupid. Nevermind.
There's a moment, where she seems to debate whether or not to talk, and shrugs her shoulders to try and loosen them up. )
This... social thing. The dance? I'm not feeling too crash-hot on that. ( A pause. This is very awkward. )
I know there's a whole... bunch of places here. Sometimes people make stuff-- things from home?
( She sets her jaw - just spit it out. ) Has anyone... seen or, uh, made... any churches? That kinda place? I was gonna ask the cats, but uh... I'd rather know from one of you, I guess.
This is stupid. Nevermind.