[Distantly, Sayori can tell that Kiara isn't quite buying it. The ill-fitting glass eye throws off the nuances of her expression just a little, but not enough that Sayori can't recognize it for what it is. She can't bring herself to be worried that she's given herself away right now, though. She can't bring herself to feel much of anything.
For a moment, she considers the question, even though it's a pretty simple question. This also isn't helping her hide how much this situation is affecting her, laying bare the thought process where she considers taking the out and lying.
Her small smile persists as she averts her eyes, eventually answering in the negative with soft hesitation.] ...mn-nn. It hurts like... [Briefly, she trails off, her gaze a little more distant like she's searching for the words to describe it. Slowly, she settles on:] ...like something's broken.
[Telling Kiara this doesn't really make a difference, she's decided. It's not as if Kiara can't see the bandages on her head. So it's okay to say.]
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For a moment, she considers the question, even though it's a pretty simple question. This also isn't helping her hide how much this situation is affecting her, laying bare the thought process where she considers taking the out and lying.
Her small smile persists as she averts her eyes, eventually answering in the negative with soft hesitation.] ...mn-nn. It hurts like... [Briefly, she trails off, her gaze a little more distant like she's searching for the words to describe it. Slowly, she settles on:] ...like something's broken.
[Telling Kiara this doesn't really make a difference, she's decided. It's not as if Kiara can't see the bandages on her head. So it's okay to say.]