[ She is alone there, for a moment. More than one, then the silence brims with his presence— jitters in the edges of her vision. It'd been a pause as if he'd had to check, or this was something he didn't want to admit to.
He speaks, synthetic and mechanical as always. ]
she took him
[ Distorted though his voice is through static, Yuzu hears a youth to the Fourth God's voice. It's not distress, but it echoes with a helpless irritation— that this is all he can say. That for all he's done, his grip on his followers isn't tight enough to stop the Fog from yanking them away. ]
no subject
He speaks, synthetic and mechanical as always. ]
she took him
[ Distorted though his voice is through static, Yuzu hears a youth to the Fourth God's voice. It's not distress, but it echoes with a helpless irritation— that this is all he can say. That for all he's done, his grip on his followers isn't tight enough to stop the Fog from yanking them away. ]