[The reason that he is calm probably isn't the most healthy, but it works for him as long as it means he can get his friends out of danger. It doesn't feel like much in the long run, but he's going to do what he can, and what he can do is put on a brave face for the sake of other people.
So he keeps smiling, tuning out everything else to focus on Sayori. The classroom, the glitching, the red, the noises—none of that matters. The hand not holding onto hers pulls a photo out of thin air with the light she's seen accompany his copying powers.]
Yeah. We went on a tour across the island; cathedrals, old ruins, beaches, mountains... and I think you would have liked the food.
[He shows the picture to her, his gift from initiation: a young Ferran and his parents, a dark-haired man with glasses and a stout woman with hair that almost matches Ferran's in color. Behind them, the background shows sheer cliffs before the coast extends out into the cyan water. It's about as picturesque as you can get, bright enough to hopefully drown the horrors out.]
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So he keeps smiling, tuning out everything else to focus on Sayori. The classroom, the glitching, the red, the noises—none of that matters. The hand not holding onto hers pulls a photo out of thin air with the light she's seen accompany his copying powers.]
Yeah. We went on a tour across the island; cathedrals, old ruins, beaches, mountains... and I think you would have liked the food.
[He shows the picture to her, his gift from initiation: a young Ferran and his parents, a dark-haired man with glasses and a stout woman with hair that almost matches Ferran's in color. Behind them, the background shows sheer cliffs before the coast extends out into the cyan water. It's about as picturesque as you can get, bright enough to hopefully drown the horrors out.]