"I hope so too. It's so quiet here...it used to be a lot louder."
He giggles a little, surprisingly, though he doesn't elaborate on what he's found funny about the words. "It's okay. You can fly and I can walk, so we can look for different things. It's efficient - right?"
Like it's already been decided, he picks a direction to walk in, vaguely thinking he'll head towards the center. Perhaps there are people there, husks who had retained their minds, not killed by demons or machines...somehow.
"I was called Black Waltz 0 in testing...But I got given another name, Vivi. So you can call me either of those." He seems to be taking this whole thing in stride surprisingly well.
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He giggles a little, surprisingly, though he doesn't elaborate on what he's found funny about the words. "It's okay. You can fly and I can walk, so we can look for different things. It's efficient - right?"
Like it's already been decided, he picks a direction to walk in, vaguely thinking he'll head towards the center. Perhaps there are people there, husks who had retained their minds, not killed by demons or machines...somehow.
"I was called Black Waltz 0 in testing...But I got given another name, Vivi. So you can call me either of those." He seems to be taking this whole thing in stride surprisingly well.
And, the inevitable question: "What's yours?"