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[truthandcakes]

Who: Anyone!
Where: The fields
When: Day 12, afternoon
What:

*there's some short kid with a metal arm poking slowly through the fields, carefully studying a funky-looking potato. he's got a few other plants collected nearby, as well.*

Wonder what the easiest way to figure out which ones are safe is...

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[approve_dammit]

*goes back to lounging then, watching Katan*

[hisguardianangel]

[comes a bit closer and hesitates] Is something wrong?

[approve_dammit]

*shrugs*

You guys are still weird...

[hisguardianangel]

I'm sorry? I guess it is a bit weird, because something's still missing...

[approve_dammit]

Yeah. I know.

[hisguardianangel]

I'm sorry, I'll try to make it up to you...? If you wish.

[approve_dammit]

You can't. S'not your fault.

[hisguardianangel]

It's my fault, too... I decided... Others did, too. But if I was alone, I'd make the same choice.

[approve_dammit]

So? Still not your fault.

[hisguardianangel]

[just gives him a puzzled look, trying to find some words to express his confusion]

[teammates are very weird beings afterall]

[approve_dammit]

*shrugs, unsure what that look is for*

[hisguardianangel]

...can I do anything for you?

[approve_dammit]

...probably not.

[hisguardianangel]

Maybe we shoud try to find him. The one who ran the game, I mean.

[approve_dammit]

..yeah, we probably should. See if he'll give us that stuff he took back.

[hisguardianangel]

If he doesn't, we should think of the way to get it back.

[approve_dammit]

*eartufts twitch back*

...dunno if we can.

[hisguardianangel]

If it's ours, we should. And since it's apparently important, I'm not going to give up.

[approve_dammit]

...it's... It's important for Yuki and Apple and the rest. It is.

[hisguardianangel]

And for you, isn't it?

[approve_dammit]

*looks away and shrugs*

...guess so.

[hisguardianangel]

[unsure what he should do]

[maybe find Packrat later]

[approve_dammit]

*it's okay, he's just kinda gonna shrink into himself for a bit now*

[hisguardianangel]

[hesitantly reaches to pet him, though he's looking really all kinds of unsure about it. and trying to smile for him, though he's also... uncertain on it... sorry, Wolf. some amnensiac angels can't do fake teamdere?]

[not that he's trying, it's just that you're so sad. even if you're like a stranger now. familiar stranger. anyway...]

[approve_dammit]

*at this point pettings are welcome even from you right now*