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{` blinks at the clear note of something — surprise? dismay? — in her voice, meeting her eyes with a look of near confusion before he actually processes the fact that something like that might not seem entirely normal to the average person. by now, having his memories wiped is an unfortunate side-effect of life that he deals with nonetheless.} y-yeah. {` he almost winces now at the very thought of forgetting this, even as a large part of him slowly begins to build up hope that this girl — this pretty, notably strange but charming girl — is interested in him.} i’ll forget y-you. {` thanking his lucky stars that his nervousness isn’t showing half as much as it usually does, he takes each facet of her expression almost greedily, heart — motor — skipping a bit at the very real possibility laid out before him. her question lingers in the air, sending him scrambling to decide between the hope and the inevitable doubt that follows it.} i—i’d like that. {` lips curling into a gentle smile, he rocks a bit on the bench and wonders at the path this day has taken.} if—if you w-want that, y-yes. i would.

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{` the confusion on his face is almost as clear as the surprise in her tone, though it's still something pretty hard for her to swallow it is a bit of an eyeopener -- in the end their company sees them as nothing but dolls, but does that mean she should see him the same way as well? no, myungsoo had already done what most people hadn't bothered to do for her these few days, he cared -- even if it's minuscule and expressed awkwardly, he still cared -- it was enough for her to solidify her decision} "I don't want you to forget me.." {` frowns a bit as her brows furrow, lips tugging back to reveal the slightest bit of whites as she thinks, honestly trying to figure out a way around it -- though even that escapes her momentarily as he speaks, chest expanding as she fixes her gaze on him, returning his smile with a wide one of her own as she twists her upper body to face the doll better} "I want to!" {` replies eagerly as her smile widens momentarily before the situation from earlier enters her thoughts once more -- what can she do to make sure he doesn't forget today?} "Let's make a video -- how about that? That way you won't forget me entirely, I mean, we'll have proof that we met before I bought you -- because I definitely am buying you." {` rambles on a bit as she shifts, eventually procuring the mobile from her pockets as she grins over at him -- taking whatever moment of silence from him as a wordless agreement as she turns the phone to face them, taking a few seconds to pull up the video function} "It's recording now!"

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oh. {` he doesn’t feel the least bit perturbed by her hesitance to speak to him about it — he’d been going out on a limb anyways, but nevertheless myungsoo finds himself listening to what she does choose to tell him with a thoughtful frown as he tries to put her words into some kind of context that explains why such a kind girl like her is alone.} — {` when he can’t find the correct words to say, he simply curls his fingers in his pockets and gives a small nod, hoping that he isn’t offending her.} i—i understand that. {` truth. there’s nothing but complete honesty in his words as he thinks back to the inevitable gaps in his memory — evidence of how many times he hadn’t been meant to be with someone who he’d been made to love.} that part—that part i forget. {` his gaze lowers to the concrete at his feet as he stretches his legs out before him.} they wipe our memories when we’re sent out. and when we’re sent back.

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{` allows the topic to drop with a nod of her head, honestly feeling a bit bad that she didn't tell him -- though honestly that's something for later, if she decides to go through with the idea in mind, having leaning toward actually doing it more than anything -- she craved company as much as she did food these days} "Ehh?" {` makes a surprised, almost scandalized, sound at his words -- despite fully understanding where and why his company was coming at with that, the idea of him not being able to remember this is disappointing all the same, lower lip protruding slightly as her nose crinkles in response} "Does that mean you'll forget me then? Even if I buy you.." {` she pauses for a moment however, still feeling the slightest bit awkward with the term as she glances over at the doll beside her} "I mean.. it would.. be okay if I bought you right?" {` leans her head to the side slightly as her fingers tug at her sleeves absently, well acquainted with the anxious feeling that overtakes her even as her mind goes back to the words he had uttered before -- the thought of him forgetting her in any case isn't sitting too well at all} 

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{` he’s surprised by her admission more than anything, puzzlement taking over yet again as some part of his mind — or the intricate circuits that make up his ‘mind’ — work to process the strange note to that melodic laugh and respond in a way that satisfies the matching ache in his chest. funny, how easy it is to care for a stranger. it’s a weakness that myungsoo can’t bring himself to worry about at the moment.} w-what’s wrong with your so—social life? if i may ask. {` the last of his words are painfully polite; carefully respectful of the usual boundaries that he knows some people have with the more private aspects of their lives. though her smile gives him some measure of relief that sends a small puff of air escaping from his lips.} n-no worries. {` hums quietly, though the surprise that comes along with her questions is something he quickly stifles. she couldn’t be considering buying him. not really.} there’s a website. they have the full catalog there — you pick one and give your payment information, and then we’re shipped overnight to your door for a week long trial.

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{` briefly, she considers filling him in about her side of the story -- myungsoo didn't seem like the type to be too into the gossip of entertainment businesses anyway (and as far as she knows none of her 'scandal' really got on the serious newspapers and what not) -- however this is something she decides against, not wanting to spoil whatever image he has of her; her name is shamed after all} "It went down in flames," {` relents, the smile on her lips not exactly reaching her eyes as she shifts a bit, fiddling with her fingers absently} "though I guess you can sort of say it's my fault -- some people and I just aren't meant to be." {` bites her lower lip slightly as she shifts in her seat, pointedly putting extra focus in his explanation as her lips form a small circle}  "Ah... then what happens when you're shipped? Do you just automatically know who your owner is or does it have to be programmed or is there a magic word of some sort?"

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{` myungsoo doesn’t understand the confusion in her words, not when the truth behind his admission is obvious to him and it shows in his expression as he blinks slowly, lifting a hand to run it through his hair. though he soon gives a nod in confirmation, lips quirking as she thinks — again, one of the cutest things he’s seen in a while.} you probably wouldn’t e-ever need o-one, right? {` ignoring the rather wistful voice in his head that says she’s too perfect to need a substitute for a human, he smiles — as brightly as he can manage, in fact —; an expression that remains in place even as she seems to stumble over her words and near panic takes hold. she’d buy him. it’s the closest thing to a compliment that he’s capable of registering without feeling the glow of heat in his cheeks.} i—i’m not offended. it’s n-nice to hear. {` murmurs back, leaning forward a bit while tucking his hands into his pockets, watching a few people wander past before refocusing on the young woman sitting next to him. how surreal to know that just ten minutes before he’d been content to spend his day just walking around the city, and now — here he was playing with the idea of being owned again, despite the pain that would undoubtedly follow when she changed her mind. still, he smiles.} that’d be really nice, jieun-sshi.

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{` jieun would be lying if she said the ideal didn't appeal to her -- since the scandal went down this was one of the longest interactions she's had with another in a while -- be it with a lovedoll or not; certainly it would be better for her in general to get one right? shut in or not, there are moments where loneliness hits} "Well..with the way my social life is going right now I might just need one." {` laughs a little, the sound almost bitter to her ears as she shakes her head, choosing to focus on the relief that hits when he assures her, letting out a large sigh in relief as she flashes him a small sheepish grin} "That's great -- last thing I want is to offend you, I mean I have a bad tendency of saying offensive things sometimes so yeah..." {` trails off as she purses her lips, that tendency of hers having landed her into more than a few bad situations over the years -- though to her credit she doesn't dwell on it much when he speaks, eyes fixed on his smile for a moment as she parts her lips instinctively to reply -- only to remain quiet for a few seconds longer as she actually processes his words; the fact that he wouldn't mind being bought by her seems almost unbelievable to her} "Yeah? How would that work out? Like.. say I wanted to...buy you -- what's the process of it? Do I send in a form or go to an interview or.." {` obviously she was already considering it more than she should}

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{` he nods with her question, despite the follow-up no more than a second or so later that signals her understanding. just as before, he finds her expressions—everything down to the strange melodic tone of her voice—to be charming; downright entrancing if he’s honest, and myungsoo smiles back even as he answers the rather bittersweet question of why he doesn’t have an owner. he can’t remember a single one of them, but just the same he’s fully aware of the fact that they didn’t want him. aware enough that the anxiety only mounts each time he finds himself back on that table with a technician staring down at him. the pity in their eyes just gets easier to read} I’m flawed. You—you should really see the other models. They’re b-better. {` speaks honestly, in spite of the pain that accompanies it; a phantom heart breaking where there was only a motor—still, her words are something he tucks away into a corner of his mind reserved for those special to him} are y-you interested in buying a doll? {` questions curiously, eyes flicking idly over her face, curling a bit as he forces himself to look on the more positive side of things—like how pretty her smile is}

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{` the concept is still a remotely strange one, having a love doll and everything -- artificial beings built to replace humans as perfect lovers in each and every sense; looking at myungsoo, jieun was starting to understand why her sunbae had been so threatened by their mere existence -- he was handsome, after all, boyish features and all} "Flawed?" {` parrots him with a small frown, as round eyes flick over his features, trying to pinpoint what part of him exactly was considered 'flawed' -- though seeing as she found everything down to the apparent stutter of his to be endearing, there wasn't much of a flaw about him in her eyes} "Me? Buy a doll?" {` raises her brows as she blinks, teeth clenched absently as she moves her lips downward, exposing the lower row of whites slightly} "Well -- I've never considered it."{` answers truthfully, meeting his gaze as her lips curve} "But it doesn't seem like a bad investment... though I wouldn't know what model to look for -- I mean I'd totally buy you --" {` stops short for a moment with her mouth open slightly, visibly processing her own words as she shakes her head, blinking furiously as she utters a small apology} "sorry -- is that the right terminology? I mean I don't mean to offend you or anything.." {` bites down on her lower lip -- or is that too late already?}

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(` the wonder in her eyes strikes myungsoo as a little odd, perhaps because he’s never seen it with anyone else and he stares, just a little bit in wonder himself) I charge by sleeping. (` he answers quietly—almost too quietly to be heard over the occasional whir of the siren on top of those nearby police cars; it’s a miracle he’s almost forgotten about the scene before him, but jieun is easily more interesting than some morbid display of twisted metal that sets his stomach rolling in unease. one day soon, that will be him, in essence) Ju-just like a human… but n-not. (` myungsoo gives her a smile, though it falters just a bit once her last question registers in his processors. faster than he can blink, an answer appears, but he chooses not to speak it. if only for the single fact that deeming himself unlovable out loud might make it somehow apply to her as well. no, jieun is perfect in that she doesn’t know him, and that’s enough to keep his response tame as he shakes his head) N-no, we’re allowed out on c-certain days. I have no owner.

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(` she hasn't heard much of the infamous company that mass produced these lovedolls -- save what she had heard through the grapevine, the production of dolls who look easily as attractive as the next idol -- truthfully, insults were all she heard from her old coworkers) "Sleeping?" (` repeats with a tilt of her head, the information registers as nothing strange to her, as a matter of fact it sounds like the most logical option -- after all they were built to resemble humans, right?) "Oh. That makes sense!" (` returns his smile with ease, eyes curling slightly as she shifted in her seat, fingers running over th denim of her jeans absently) "You don't have an owner?" (` parrots him, brows raising in surprise before quickly furrowing in confusion, lower lip protruding slightly as she closes an eye as she makes a small 'ehhh' noise) "No way, you're so.." (` pauses as she struggles to find the word) "charming--yeah, that's it--though, how can you not have an owner?" (` everything about him, after all, was seemingly interesting enough to catch her attention)

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{` he grins a bit, unable to help it as he meets her eyes and returns her greeting with a polite nod. though the awkwardness soon fades at her admission; suddenly, she’s relatable in a way that even myungsoo doesn’t expect and his lips give a small twitch of amusement.} I u-understand that. New people are ha-hard to talk to sometimes. {` murmurs quietly, eyes flicking over her face once he confirms the amount of time he has left before he has to shut down and charge—preferably at home, lest he wake up somewhere he shouldn’t be—the surprise in her eyes has him blinking slowly, struggling to process just what it is that she saw, though the question is soon answered by hers and myungsoo smiles as he lifts his wrist and allows his sleeve to slide down just enough to reveal the lights. } It means I have to ch-charge soon. {` smiles slightly, almost eager to hear her next inquiry and answer it. }

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(` lips curving slightly, jieun could only nod in agreement to his words, taking in however small and significant of a change in his demeanor--though mainly it's the small twitch of his lips that her chest puffing out a bit out of pure satisfaction and victory for herself--she wasn't sure of what she had accomplished, but all the same she had gotten a bit closer to him, she's almost sure of it) "Pretty much." (` offers that with a small nod in response, attention stole away completely by the bare wrist he reveals, eyes fixed on the blinking light for a moment as she considers his word) "Oh." (` stays quiet for a moment as she thinks, completely aware of what he could be referring to as she turned her gaze back to him, honestly seeing the male in a new light now; he was one of those love dolls) "How do you charge though?" (` still she sounds fairly curious, head leaned to the side as she glances up at him, round eyes widening slightly once another thought hits her and sends her leaning back a bit in response, stomach sinking slightly as her lips part to speak) "Wait.. does that mean you have an owner or girlfriend or whatever right now?" (` that is the only way they're allowed out right?)

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(` he’s aware of her fear in a way that never fails to set her on edge—his ability to process it as if it were his own is one that myungsoo curses daily but all the same, the desire to offer comfort to the young woman isn’t one that he’s willing to walk away from. if anything, it steels him, pushing him not to jump at the invasion of his personal space as she leans in to meet his eyes.) A-Ah, there’s n-nothing wrong with it. No. (` the stammering is enough to irritate him at times, but he can’t help it—can’t speak right for the life of him as he lifts his gaze to watch her expression shift into something he can only describe as trollish. unable to help the way his lips quirk out of amusement, he gives a soft shake of his head to emphasize his point before he speaks.) I—I’m Myungsoo. (` murmurs after a moment, careful to keep his attention focused somewhere between her nose and mouth.) I have trouble—looking a-at people. (` his explanation is quiet and to the point, offered with some measure of shame that he can never quite ditch. though his attention is drawn away from the conversation by the light, almost indiscernible rattling of his wrist. he pushes back the sleeve of his hoodie to stare down at the near translucent skin of his wrist as the led lights installed underneath give three blinks—a warning to charge before two hours are up.)

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(` curls her fingers into fists in an absent effort to stop the slight tremor as her eyes fix on the male sitting near her, all at once curious and bemused by his demeanor as she tilts her head slightly, lips curling at his admission as she nods a bit, murmuring his name under her breath) "Myungsoo.. it's nice to meet you!" (` adds on in a chipper afterthought, grinning slightly as she regards him, just barely missing his answer to a question she had almost forgotten as she blinks, lips forming a small circle shape as she shifts in her seat) "Well there's nothing wrong with that, I still get intimidated by people over six inches taller than me and I shy away from foreigners." (` furrows her brows slightly, hoping that helped at least--though really she doubted it--as she notes the small shift, leaning a bit closer out of pure curiosity to peek at whatever he was looking at, pausing at the lights blinking under his skin) "Oh." (` sounds a bit surprised than anything, after all she hadn't expected this -- or was she just seeing things because she's too far gone from being scared senseless from the almost accident earlier?) "Am I seeing things or are you blinking?

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If I had the capacity to care about people I don’t know, then I’d consider it. But even then, that’s not a 100% guarantee that I’ll stop acknowledging that I’m beautiful. {‘He tilts his head slightly, gaze narrowing at the female} You should start calling yourself beautiful, even if you don’t think so. {‘He shrugs off her comment} They’ll get fixed when they can. {‘He remarks, the comment being one to cover up his true feelings of the matter} And maybe, perhaps I’ll keep calling you ‘ugly’ to give you more reason to start calling yourself ‘beautiful’. To be honest, I didn’t think you were human at first. {‘He shrugs of his version of a compliment, his gaze rolling off to the side, avoiding her face, not wanting to gauge her reaction from his comments} No human I’ve seen is that pretty.

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"You don't have to stop acknowledging yourself as beautiful.. I just mean maybe stop rubbing it in people's faces or comment about how they look." (` nods a bit in agreement to her own words -- mainly because she's sure he wouldn't agree to it much himself; blinks slowly at his words however, lips curving slightly as she regards him, rocking back and forth on her heels slightly) "Thank you." (` finally settles on that, though the slightest bit of pink that tints her cheeks is obvious, her smile turning the slightest bit cheeky as she leans her head to the side, eyes curling slightly) "That must have been hard for you to admit." (` it was a tease, at best, were they close enough for that?)

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(` myungsoo pays no mind to her words, willingly pushing away the urge to tell her there is nothing to apologize for; if he were remotely normal, the contact wouldn’t have mattered at all. instead, he focuses on leading her past the thickening crowd of spectators, weaving this way and that before watching her settle on the bench with some small sense of relief. even as his fingers tingle a bit with the lost contact.) You’re welcome. (` with her suddenly that much closer to the ground—no longer standing where he can avoid her gaze—he finds himself meeting her eyes for very brief moments, though it stops the minute she jumps to her feet, nearly startling him out of his man-made skin) Ah— (` hesitates before taking a seat as well, settling his palms on his knees.) O-okay. (’ focuses on the spectacle taking place before them, despite wanting nothing more than to glance over and try to figure out what the young woman is thinking—he isn’t even aware of her name at this point.) Maybe you—you might get lucky. (’ murmurs back, lips quirking lightly as he watches his fingers curl into his jeans, still painfully anxious but all too willing to help her distract herself in any way possible—at least, it’s what he perceives her needing; he could be wrong, but wasn’t it worth a try?) What’s your n-name?

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(` beams at him when he settles down on the beach as she shifts to join him as well, eyes flicking around wildly as she struggles to focus on one thing, fully aware of the fact that her hands and knees are trembling ever so slightly -- the full impact of what she had barely avoided sinking in entirely once she's actually still enough) "Maybe.." (` replies with a slightly muted smile, eyes fixed on the crowd gathering around the cars for a moment as she suppresses a shudder -- how easy it could have been for her to be stuck between those two cars, Jieun didn't want to think about) -- (` turns her eyes to the male beside her when he poses his question however, blinking a few times before she smiles a bit more, leaning down a bit to try and catch his eye) "I'm Jieun, what's yours?" (` tilts her head to the side after a moment, biting her lower lip as she shifts in her seat) "Is.." (` starts, unsure how to properly word this before she decides to just go with it) "Is there any reason why you won't look at me? Is my face that scary?" (` injects some humor in her words as she makes a face, trying to ease the awkwardness that seems to linger for some reason)

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(` he watches her closely, picking up the remaining pieces of fear written across her face with relative ease even while his own anxieties continue to take hold of him—as merciless as he is determined to offer her some kind of assistance. myungsoo shakes his head lightly, purposefully taking another step back in an effort to lead her away from the curb and the police car now parked at the scene of the accident.) “You don’t h-have to a-ap-pologize.” (` his nervousness mounts as she shows no sign of moving—more so stressed by the thought of tugging her away than anything else, and it shows in his pronounced stutter—as his tongue refuses to weave the syllables together before he reaches for the hand not clutching her chest and grasps her fingers, just barely tight enough to give her a pull toward a bench tucked into the side of a building.) “C-come with me.” (` attempts to offer her some semblance of a smile, though in reality it’s nothing more than a quirk of his lips—painfully awkward yet genuine.) “Sit.”

(` somehow the siren of the police car failed to draw her attention — although mainly because of the ringing noise in her ears, all jieun could really focus on was just that as it grew louder and louder — to the point that she nearly misses the boy’s words) “I’m—I’m still sorry though?” (` sounds a bit confused, although that just might be from the hand gripping onto her fingers, her own hand curling into the fabric of her top slightly) — (` offers a small nod in response to his words, smiling back slightly as she allows the boy to lead her, finding herself inclined to take a seat at his prompting — no matter how awkward it might sound) “Thank you.” (` she offers after a long moment of deep breathing in order to calm her heartbeat — and her nerves if she’s honest, trust is she’s jumpy; it isn’t every day you narrowly avoid getting ran over) “Oh, you should sit too!” (` blinks up at him, jumping up after a moment as she gestures to the bench, blinking a few times once he does as a pleased smile takes over her face, moving to sit back down herself in after an afterthought) “I must be really lucky today — I should go buy a lottery ticket or something.” (` blurts out after a few moments of silence, feeling the need to break the ice, if you will)

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That’s a fine thing to note, but I seem to lack a life, unfortunately. {‘He purses his lips as he stares at her for a silent moment, his expression seemed as one of judgement, though he was honestly curious about the girl before him} Minki. {‘He honestly answers without giving her too much trouble about his name} My name is Minki, and my roots are fine, thank you. {‘He folds his arms across his chest, a genuine smile trying to spread, for once} Now your turn, ‘ugly’. What’s your name?

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"But everyone else you talk to have a life! Are you really okay with it living on your conscience if your words are hurting someone every time you speak?" (` blinks slowly as she stares at him, lower lip protruding slightly, though she repeats his name away when given, as if testing the way it rolls off her tongue) Minki -- I'll remember that! And are you sure? They're looking kind of dark, I mean, unless you were going for an ombre thing -- though I think you might want to sue whoever did that to you if you were. (` nods a bit, smiling in response as she shifts a bit, more than willing to given him her name since he had taken the first step) "My name is Jieun, you're going to call me that instead of 'ugly'--(` pause for air quotes with her fingers)--"right?"

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(` as the days go by, Jieun finds herself increasingly restless inside the confines of her house, she had written five new songs -- but trashed two of them upon the cruel realization that she'll never be able to sing them in the face of public again, much less walk around with her head held high) -- (` still she finds herself out and about for once, although this time it's given the day and time -- no one who has a clue about scandals are usually out and about on Sunday mornings right? or at least, the people she had met through her short lived career should still be nursing hangovers in bed) -- (` releases a small sigh in content as she moves through the streets, happily minding her own business as she hums a tune under her breath, eyes ahead this time around as she watches the people slowly make their way to whatever their lives contained for them that day -- although needless to say her attention is more focused on the small crash up ahead; a young male bumping into an elderly woman and causing her to drop her bag of groceries) 

(` uh oh) 

(` closes an eye when the older woman starts really giving it to him -- every other sentence ending with the nerve of today's youth) 

(` really it sucks to be him)

(` glances down at the slight pressure against her foot however, blinking slowly at the orange as she reaches down to scoop it up, making a quick decision before she heads over to the two, a warm smile tugging on her lips as she takes her time collecting each and every stray orange on the way) "Ahjumma! You dropped your oranges."

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(` no, he can’t think. not a single thought emerges from his processing unit for a good, long second as he simply stares down at the young woman. his arms remained wrapped around her out of pure instinct—or his own equivalent of it—until he drops them to his sides with his gaze, even as he picks up the melodic sound of her voice with complete clarity despite the blaring of music in his ears) — (` myungsoo says nothing, watching her lips move into a soft frown. without looking, he’s sure the rest of her face matches it, echoing her fear in the same way the motor in his chest gives a strong whir in his chest. the idea of speaking to her causes him some panic, but he wets his lips nevertheless, head dipping.) A-are you okay? (` lifts a hand to pull his headphones from his ears, allowing them to dangle from his collar while he takes a step backward to a respectable difference) Do y-you need to sit down?

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(` she barely notices the arms around her till he drops it, blinking once, twice, behind her shades as she takes a few moments to focus past the pounding of her heart against her rib-cage and on the male before her instead) "Oh! I'm sorry." (` blinks a few times, brows furrowed slightly once as she notes his body language, feeling as if she might have made the male uncomfortable -- even if the adrenaline rush made it hard for her to speak at a normal comfortable volume level) "I'm--uh--I'm fine." (` offers the male a small reassuring smile in response, barely noticing the distance he put between them as she shifts to rest a hand on her chest, taking a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down in vain, blinking furiously at the suggestion as she parts her lips, the curve of her lips borderline sheepish) "I...probably should, before I throw up or something." (` sadly that's actually a possibility) 

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