[ Her mental struggle is real, truly. Fortunately by now she's learned enough to know that she knows-- well, nothing, honestly, about how all this pulling people from other worlds business works. At this point, she's had to come to terms with it enough not to stress out about it. She'll feel that same obligation to make sure Vivi stays out of trouble regardless of when or where he's from, so perhaps it's all moot anyhow.
And, you know, the food helps. Even with that, though, her brow scrunches immediately at his description. Lifting her eyes, Naminé stares across the table at him for a moment, trying to gauge from his expression whether or not he realizes the implications of what he's just said. This is very difficult, not least because he doesn't really have recognizable facial features. ]
I'm sorry, [ she says, because she doesn't quite know what else to say. The sentiment's there, at least.
Still attempting to digest this, Naminé listens as attentively as her munching allows. Perking a little at his description, ]
Oh - you've met people like that, too? [ Would it be weird if she asked if he knew their names? It'd make sense if he'd bumped into Donald and Goofy-- only that last bit catches her attention enough to stop her from attempting to figure out how to work that other question into the conversation. ]
... Afraid? [ Her head tilts, just a little. ] Are people usually afraid of you?
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And, you know, the food helps. Even with that, though, her brow scrunches immediately at his description. Lifting her eyes, Naminé stares across the table at him for a moment, trying to gauge from his expression whether or not he realizes the implications of what he's just said. This is very difficult, not least because he doesn't really have recognizable facial features. ]
I'm sorry, [ she says, because she doesn't quite know what else to say. The sentiment's there, at least.
Still attempting to digest this, Naminé listens as attentively as her munching allows. Perking a little at his description, ]
Oh - you've met people like that, too? [ Would it be weird if she asked if he knew their names? It'd make sense if he'd bumped into Donald and Goofy-- only that last bit catches her attention enough to stop her from attempting to figure out how to work that other question into the conversation. ]
... Afraid? [ Her head tilts, just a little. ] Are people usually afraid of you?