He stops sharply in his tracks as the child turns around. They look so bewildered that even Sans-Serif finds himself doubting what he's just done, even as he stares down at their joined hands and sees that they are touching each other. Did he do something wrong? Why is everyone else walking through...
Through...
He lifts his gaze to them once more, just in time to watch that plume of smoke torn easily asunder. Does the human have a name? They must have a name. Even he has a name. Sans-Serif frowns to himself. He can't remember it, either. But that doesn't matter. There's a lot of things he doesn't know.
But he still knows they're important. It's still safest that they stay together. He smiles at them, hesitant but sympathetic, even if the look doesn't entirely hide the fear he feels.
"...you don't know where they are either, do you?" Carefully, he reaches out for their other hand. "that's okay...w-we can look together. we'll both be safe, when we find them."
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He lifts his gaze to them once more, just in time to watch that plume of smoke torn easily asunder. Does the human have a name? They must have a name. Even he has a name. Sans-Serif frowns to himself. He can't remember it, either. But that doesn't matter. There's a lot of things he doesn't know.
But he still knows they're important. It's still safest that they stay together. He smiles at them, hesitant but sympathetic, even if the look doesn't entirely hide the fear he feels.
"...you don't know where they are either, do you?" Carefully, he reaches out for their other hand. "that's okay...w-we can look together. we'll both be safe, when we find them."