@weaksounds
Familiarity in this strange world would be latched onto immediately. Without direction, without purpose, without the dictation of outside influence Miku had been left by her lonesome to exercise a free will she was highly unaccustomed to.
Thus as the silver-haired singer is registered in her sights a relieved smile automatically blossoms across her face, feet quickly moving towards the other without thought.
“Haku~”
Calling out to the fellow ‘loid, her disposition could be allowed to return to its cheerful, normal self.








