[ he glances around, feigning renewed interest in their surroundings. a tree blankets daisy's spot, sunlight filtering through the leaves, and an artificial creek ripples just beyond them. the ambience even disguises the worst of the city soundscape rumbling in the distance.
after a moment, he claps a hand on her shoulder in friendly greeting. ]
[ dry. ] You should've sent out an SOS, for a situation this dire.
[ the sunny skies! the tranquility! quelle horreur! ]
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after a moment, he claps a hand on her shoulder in friendly greeting. ]
[ dry. ] You should've sent out an SOS, for a situation this dire.
[ the sunny skies! the tranquility! quelle horreur! ]