The skeletonās eyes dart to follow Evelynās hand movement and he himself seemed a bit taken off guard. His right hand moves across his chest to absentmindedly thumb at the point his own ribbon was tied to his left arm. He didnāt know why but the gesture was always soothing. He also, for some reason, did not seem to recall why. In fact, now that he thought about it, he didnāt even ever recall who gave it to him to begin with.
Just.. They were important somehow. Very important to him. What was he forgetting?
* we sure do.. huh. thatās quite a coincidence. you sure we havenāt met somewhere or somethinā? maybe we shop the same brand. heh heh.
The way he jokes seems easy going enough but it was obvious there was now something on Sansā mind. His voice and thoughts seemed disconnected from the conversation.
The human appears to be even more confused by the skeletonās response. Her lips pursed as she watched him gently brush his fingers over his own ribbon. It couldnāt be right that the two had shopped at the same place, or favored similar brands.
The ribbon she had was hand made.
āDo you happen to remember where you got your ribbon?ā
āNot so sound creepy or anything, Iām just incredibly curious! Iāve only met one other monster with a ribbon like that. And I made it for her.ā
A long pause before she laughed, tucking her hands in her pants pockets,
āIām wondering if I somehow started a trend without knowing, hahaha!ā
* well, you see, i.. --the thing about that is.
Thereās an awkward pause as the skeleton raises an open hand slightly in front of him, brow ridge furrowing as he literally grasps the air for some kind of thread of thought he canāt quite find.
* how i got it was. ..it was given to me. i know i got it as a gift. a good luck charm.
Another break in his speech as his jaw sets somewhat. His quiet, somber confusion is almost palpable from his next words.
* i wish i could remember who they were.
