16th Memory [Action]

[whats_a_sneeze]

[When she wakes up, she recalls darkness and a definite lack of something to reach back for. The Malnosso had been kind enough to leave her the ability to talk and understand, but... it didn't really matter, considering she had no idea what the Malnosso were. Or what these strange green things were. Or what she was.

No, wait. She was a Sayo. She was

Comments

[dragonjack]

[... oh, some kid in the woods. Man, that's annoying. She better not scare away that deer he's planning to swoop in and eat, because that would be a major pain.]

[whats_anything]

[... Horror of horrors.

She's not sure what you are, but there are some things that never change with or without memory: you are bigger and you have a mouth that is bigger. She ducks away behind some brush, unsure about how to approach this.

WORDS, HOW DO YOU WORK. Not like she has any memory of USING them toward someone else.]

...u-um...

[dragonjack]

[Oh for crying out loud, she's going to make a bunch of sound. He turns to her and puts a finger to his mouth in a shushing motion, as if he's HUMAN.]

Shush!

[whats_anything]

['Shush', she's not familiar with, but the motion's readable enough. She crouches down, waiting to see what all the shushing was about. What reason did they have to be quiet? Noise is fine to her, she thinks...]

[lina_revolution]

[Lina doesn't quite notice Sayo as she carries the groceries back to CH3. She's too busy humming and talking to herself about what she's planning on making for dinner.

So she doesn't notice the little girl peeking in the open door until she's set the bags down on the table and turned around to close the door behind her.]

Woah!

[whats_anything]

[O-oh indeed! She leans back, surprised. No one else seemed to mind her going in and out of (doors). So why're you making that face? 8|]

Woah??

[lina_revolution]

Yeah. Woah. [Lina comes over to the door and kneels down to Sayo's level. She doesn't have to kneel far.] This isn't your apartment, after all, unless Zel has something he wants to tell me.

So what are you doing here, kid?

[whats_anything]

A-part-ment?

[Slowly spoken, as if testing it out on her tongue.]

Is that this? [she touches the door quietly] I was here because you were. Is that bad?

[consultmybooks]

[Giles' eyesight has recovered enough that he feels...well, relatively comfortable following the path from CH7 to the village proper, even enough not to run into the hazy, blurred silhouettes of people. And so he is following the path, slowly and cautiously.

He even makes it as far as the Item Shop, although it will take him a second of feeling to find the door. And as he searches, he feels Sayo brush past him as she looks inside.]

Sorry. Am I in your way?

[whats_anything]

[Oh. Ooooh, he's talking to her, right? Yeah.]

N-no... [Lying isn't particularly familiar in her life yet.] I was following.

[consultmybooks]

Following anyone in particular? [Ah. Door. There it is.]

[whats_anything]

I was following you. [without a trace of sheepishness] All of them looked like they followed people, a-and I didn't have anyone to follow...

[noprevaricating]

[Archie was vaguely aware of a short person behind him, but turned around in surprise upon seeing said short person follow him into his apartment.]

May I help you?

[whats_anything]

[Uhhhh]

No, I was just walking, too.

[She's pretty sure that's what she's doing. Maybe. Possibly.

... Everything feels really funny.]

Is walking bad?

[noprevaricating]

Nonono, darling. Are you lost?

[whats_anything]

[staring for a moment-]

... I don't know.

[forestpride]

[Even though she is suddenly a young human, that face is kind of hard to not recognize.

And San kind of likes this one, anyway.]

Sayo.

[whats_anything]

[A glance over-who are you, other person? She sounds very sure of herself. That she's in control. She must be a strong person around here.

She rakes her mind for how to reply to this, but... it doesn't quite come to her yet. So she just gives her a studying stare.]

[forestpride]

You're lost.

[There may be a conscious effort not to be too intimidating in there somewhere.

But that's not San's strong point. Even if she does genuinely want to help.]

[whats_anything]

[lost]

[She unsquares her shoulders at San and looks her up and down. She looks like me. She's got the same shape. So it's good that they talk and meet. She feels this is definitely the right thing.]

I guess...

Are you lost, too?