21 彡 [video] [backdated to the morning following the dreams]
[The video clicks on and Souji doesn't seem to be looking at it, as if maybe he intended audio this time. It's clear that he's just woken up - there's a mugginess about his hunched shoulders and heavy-lidded eyes, a little bit of disorientation. His face is a little red on one side from sleeping with it resting on his arm. He reaches behind his head to scratch the back of his neck, grey hair sticking out at awkward, ruffled angles.
He sighs, rolls his shoulders, and then notices the video is running.] -- ah.
[He's bleary, but the dreams have left him with a keen, restless sort of wakefulness. His voice is soft, low - partially from sleep, partially from not wanting to wake Nanako.]
That was...
[The occurences in which Souji finds himself without the right words are seldom, but this time, he knows the words are unnecessary. Less groggy now, he looks at the camera, his own discomfort replaced with concern.]
How is everyone doing?
He sighs, rolls his shoulders, and then notices the video is running.] -- ah.
[He's bleary, but the dreams have left him with a keen, restless sort of wakefulness. His voice is soft, low - partially from sleep, partially from not wanting to wake Nanako.]
That was...
[The occurences in which Souji finds himself without the right words are seldom, but this time, he knows the words are unnecessary. Less groggy now, he looks at the camera, his own discomfort replaced with concern.]
How is everyone doing?