[that's... not good? the cold mist descends again. is nanu going to die? he hates that idea, even if nanu might not care. maybe he's just accepted it. he digs his nails into his palms again -- they're blunt, it doesn't hurt -- and exhales. crobat looks over at him with concern.]
It was... a couple weeks ago. Yeah. I mean-- half a year with the time here, but I can't count that.
[he doesn't care about that, though. he looks over at nanu with concern.]
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[that's... not good? the cold mist descends again. is nanu going to die? he hates that idea, even if nanu might not care. maybe he's just accepted it. he digs his nails into his palms again -- they're blunt, it doesn't hurt -- and exhales. crobat looks over at him with concern.]
It was... a couple weeks ago. Yeah. I mean-- half a year with the time here, but I can't count that.
[he doesn't care about that, though. he looks over at nanu with concern.]
Are you... gonna be okay?