It's okay. You don't have to talk. Just breath. I'll get you out of here.
[He slides a hand underneath her knees and another behind her back and lifts her into his arms, still holding her hand. He doesn't understand this place. Well, he understands that Sayori is in some sort of game, like a program, but it doesn't matter to him. Sayori is Sayori. She's a person like him.
Holding her tightly, he looks around. Trying to figure out how best to leave this hell.]
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[He slides a hand underneath her knees and another behind her back and lifts her into his arms, still holding her hand. He doesn't understand this place. Well, he understands that Sayori is in some sort of game, like a program, but it doesn't matter to him. Sayori is Sayori. She's a person like him.
Holding her tightly, he looks around. Trying to figure out how best to leave this hell.]