[ Sayori doesn't have to listen. It doesn't mean the words aren't spoken, that they don't echo around the both of them. Alex tries to push them from his mind (what is that, the thing she's saying--) as Beaky hops back from Sayori's neck: she's done, at least she's done what she can.
Alex clears his throat, loudly over the President's words, and removes the arm at Sayori's forehead, slipping it under her shoulders. ]
I'm gonna- I'm gonna try to carry you, alright? [ Checking before taking any definitive action. ] Then we're gonna bust out of this place.
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Alex clears his throat, loudly over the President's words, and removes the arm at Sayori's forehead, slipping it under her shoulders. ]
I'm gonna- I'm gonna try to carry you, alright? [ Checking before taking any definitive action. ] Then we're gonna bust out of this place.