𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔼𝕟𝕔𝕝𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕃𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕤!

⠀⠀⠀✶ etched by veritas .ᐟ

well — six isn't moving. at all.

sleeping on the floor, face down. looks... kinda dead.

" well, if they don't want me to make fun of them, maybe they should've chosen a less ridiculous color for their uniforms. " she paused. " it suits you, though. hm .ᐣ "

if they don't like me calling you that, they should change the color of your uniform.

⠀sometimes i forget how i got here. sometimes i forget how much i didn’t want to survive.

" just- let me fetch it. " stood up, went to her backpack. had to look for it in it's depths, but finally managed to get it out. an orange holotape, filled with drawings, and a small note that said 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘬. " here. " she handed it over, trying not to look at him.

" i just. . . recorded some music you might like. " they were mumbling now. a little too self conscious, was that. . . a strange gift ? " that's all. "

" uh-huh. " the courier tapped his mask's lenses, just to be a little annoying. " oh, before i forget. . . i made you a holotape. "