[ she didn’t seem all that perturbed by the sight of all the rotting bodies around them, she didn’t even see them in her mind. she was so used to such disturbing dreams popping up in her dreams, that it actually seemed more welcoming than her real life. this was a dream, right? her eternal dream, hopefully. there was no need to be afraid or disgusted. anywho, she lowered the device, looking at the message herself. maybe he was a dream character meant to confuse her? not even bothering to brush herself off, she side stepped him and continue on her way. ]
[ although, she paused momentarily, turning back to him. if he had sent it… did it mean he had the effect too? she knew that people were communicating through the object with her, but he sent a message, and somehow that made things different. on video, she could tell it was a sort of game, hide and seek, or maybe tag. but a message was a piece of potentially useful information, and if he just sent one in his confusion… ]
you… use this.. ?
[ she raised the phone slightly, motioning to it. ]
you are… like me?
[ a dreamer. trapped. maybe this wasn’t her dream, that’s why things were different. oh boy, this was going to be confusing. ]
she really hadn’t taken anything in the video seriously, had she.]
huh. this girl wasn’t too social, was she? Battler rubbed his temples and let her pass by him, vision hazy and fading in and out. his other hand traveled down to the buttons that kept his jacket held together, undoing them with relative ease and allowing himself a fair degree of comfort. as much as he wanted to help her, he had no idea of knowing what was going through her mind. lingering about in this place wasn’t going to do either of them any good, but he needed a plan before moving from his spot, too.
you… use this.. ?
gaze broke through the gap in his fingers, falling on the little brunette and the phone she was holding. hand fell from his forehead and immediately reached into his pocket, fishing out the very same contraption and nodding. what was she trying to get at? of course he could use it, and he assumed anyone else on the island could use it just as easily.
“ Yeah, we’re pretty alike, you and I! “
too bad he didn’t understand what she was referring to, and was simply trying to help her by reassuring her that he wasn’t some twisted, deranged psychopath.