[Something he… liked? Omori blinked, freezing almost, as he stood in place. That was such a foreign concept… he knew what he didn’t like cherry soda. But something meant just for this hollow shell?
The child almost couldn’t wrap his mind around the thought.
Still… he nodded. Just the tiniest shake of his head, and then promptly sat back down. Now that Badou had shown him how to get the shoes on, getting them off was much easier.
Barefoot (well, aside from his socks) once more, he held out the not-right sandals to the man.]
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cherry soda. But something meant just for this hollow shell?The child almost couldn’t wrap his mind around the thought.
Still… he nodded. Just the tiniest shake of his head, and then promptly sat back down. Now that Badou had shown him how to get the shoes on, getting them off was much easier.
Barefoot (well, aside from his socks) once more, he held out the not-right sandals to the man.]