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.]

Comments

[sobowtor]

[Poland's shoulders visibly tense from behind and her grip around the knife she was cutting onions tightens with when she hears someone entering.

She relaxes when she whips around to see that it's just Hinata.]

Ah-- hi. Hi!

[If Poland looked distressed, all evidence of it is replaced by a big smile. Aside from the sheen to her eyes.

That's probably just the onions though...]