week 10, wednesday, mid-afternoon

[hopefragment]

[Look, okay, there's only so long Hinata can try to pretend that the conclusions Sans had drawn didn't make sense. And that there isn't the smallest pattern to how these killings are happening.

So sorry, Urashima, he can't fold cranes right now. He's kind of just anxiously pacing in the lobby for a bit before moving into the kitchen, looking for-- ah, yep. Good, okay. At least that hasn't changed.]

Um... Poland?

[He's trying not to sound upset, he really is. He has to be Strong.]

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[It's easy for Hinata to wrap his arms around Poland and hug her, even with her own arms limply at her sides. She doesn't resist, her voice catching in her throat.

She doesn't want to leave like this. After all these weeks. After working so hard. After all this... to just wake up dead for no reason other than there has to be seven.]